Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Emma’s brow furrowed, a subtle indication of her perplexity. “Third year,” she confirmed.

The palpable aura emanating from Cherise unsettled her deeply.

An uneasy tension settled in Emma’s core, manifesting in the nervous nibbling of her lip.

Realization dawned upon her with a jolt.

Though it was evident she held the role of interrogator, why did she find herself unexpectedly assuming the position of being interrogated?

“Oh, third year?” Emma echoed, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

Cherise’s smile remained intact as she probed, “Since you’ve graced our halls for three years, I presume familiarity with our school motto?”

Emma pressed her lips together, hesitating before reluctantly acquiescing to Cherise’s inquiry. “Our school motto… it’s to absorb, heed, uphold, follow, enact, embody wisdom.”

Cherise’s smile widened subtly. “You’ve committed it to memory quite admirably. Yet, one must ponder, why do you not abide by it?”

Cherise, her confusion evident. “How

follow, enact, embody wisdom. Among these virtues, does any justify

faltered, caught off guard. “But what people say

speculation of others‘ private affairs. Does that grant

to send Emma into a stuttering

did mention that I’m a journalism student. I simply require your

in her eyes, “Surely, you wouldn’t withhold

she added,

“Certainly, if your ambition is to merely revel in reporting on others‘

willing to accommodate your

to share aspects of my life openly; transparency and

herself at a loss for words.

pressed her lips together, acknowledging the eloquence of Cherise’s

reporter intent on prying into private matters and igniting online debates.

a testament to her transparency. “As your senior, I’m prepared to share my life openly. Transparency and sincerity are

eyes, Emma studied the