Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Emma chuckled softly.

“You’re quite clever, Cherise.

With a graceful stride, Emma approached the window, peering at the swarm of reporters gathered outside the library. “While I may lack the finesse of a professional journalist, feel free to decline my inquiries, challenge me, or even put me on the spot.

“But,” she paused, turning back to face Cherise with a playful smile, “what about those reporters out there? How do you plan to handle them, Cherise?”

Cherise furrowed her brow, rising slowly to join Emma at the window, her heart fluttering with a hint of panic.

Oh dear.

Were all those reporters gathered for her?

Inwardly. Cherise grappled with a sense of unease.

She had glimpsed the motto of Adania University when she and Blake entered through the school gates.

Cherise had picked up the

was one thing, but facing hundreds or even thousands of reporters outside

palms grew sweaty.

Emma’s confidence swelled. “Is something bothering you, Cherise? Afraid to confront those

professed transparency and honesty, I’ll offer you an escape route. Why not

serene smile to Emma. “Did I

don’t release me, I can’t leave. And

smugness tempered by Cherise’s

Emma retorted, her tone

Cherise. You’re apprehensive about

to Cherise’s confidence, Emma found

your way

think you can intimidate professional journalists like us college students? Think again.”

keep up her bravado when faced with

the wrong, but she’s still putting on