Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Cherise’s eyes shut tightly, her features etched with pain. “Your sister’s ordeal mirrors my mother’s in many ways. When I operated on her, I took an extra step… and that’s why she survived.”

“Five years ago, when my mother passed, she urged me not to shoulder blame. She insisted it was her choice.”

“But I couldn’t forgive myself… Because at the time, I entertained the notion of taking that extra step, but… I faltered. I was gripped by fear… Fear that one additional step might jeopardize my mother’s life.”

“But it was that one step… and my mother couldn’t hold on…”

Cherise locked these memories away, never daring to share them with anyone

In the years following, each midnight reverie would stir her from slumber, tears staining her pillow in remembrance of her mother.

Subsequently, Cherise crossed paths with Dr. Keeples, Lermille Hospital’s director.

His sage advice resonated deeply with her: the gravest mistake a doctor could make was to operate on a loved one without absolute conviction.

Such a decision, he cautioned, would yield a lifetime of remorse.

Inspired by his counsel, Cherise made the pivotal choice to join Lermille Hospital’s ranks.

mother’s surgery remained a festering wound, a relentless source

paper because of Maeve’s

for guidance on navigating such delicate scenarios.

she anticipate that her paper would become

stemmed from a clear understanding of

her reluctance to perform surgery, and now, she

calculated move, Gwenn systematically dismantled Cherise’s aspirations and livelihood, shattering her dreams and undermining

Cherise in his arms, his gentle touch a balm to her tormented soul. “It’s all in the past,

mother, I would have made the same

quivering frame stilled momentarily

tear–blurred eyes,

she, like me, knows the goodness within

Damien, her lips trembling in

informed. me that

tended to your mother by day and burned the midnight oil alone, sleeping a mere few hours

was solely to grant your loved ones more

this ailment had never been