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?”

aback, Emma glanced up at Cherise, her confusion evident. “How can you assume I haven’t adhered to it?”

smile persisted as she countered, “Then, allow me to pose this question: absorb, heed, uphold, follow, enact, embody wisdom. Among these virtues, does any justify the indulgence

caught off guard. “But what people

private affairs. Does that grant you a license to do

enough to

I simply require your assistance for a practical interview,”

her eyes, “Surely, you wouldn’t withhold your cooperation,

only natural,” she

her affable smile. “Certainly, if your ambition is to merely revel in reporting

than willing to accommodate your request,” Cherise assured, her demeanor composed.

I’m prepared to share

a loss for words.

acknowledging

intent on prying into private matters and igniting online

concession to Cherise but a testament to her transparency. “As your senior,

Emma studied the