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.

allow me to pose this question: absorb, heed, uphold, follow, enact, embody wisdom. Among these virtues, does any justify

“But what people

but idle chatter, relishing in the speculation of others‘ private affairs. Does that grant you a license to do the same?” Cherise’s tone remained

sentences from Cherise were enough to send Emma

I’m a journalism student. I simply require your

glimmer of pride in her eyes, “Surely, you wouldn’t withhold your cooperation, would you?”

she added, her

to merely revel in reporting on others‘ private

to accommodate your request,” Cherise assured,

any further inquiries, let’s address them together. I’m prepared to share aspects of my life openly; transparency and sincerity are paramount,” she offered graciously.

a loss

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

her as a reporter intent on prying into private matters and igniting

but a testament to her transparency. “As your

eyes, Emma studied the woman before