I Married a Blind Man So He’d Never See My Scars

in silence.

And Ed?

He laughed.

Not nervous laughter.

Not embarrassed laughter.

Real laughter.

He scooped frosting off my cheek with his finger and licked it dramatically.

“Mmm,” he joked loudly. “Sweet.”

I wanted to disappear.

That was when Ryan stood up.

I didn’t even fully register him crossing the dance floor before he reached Ed.

Without warning, Ryan grabbed continue reading …