Marrying the Man in the Dark

“The original intention of performing surgery on Aunt Charisa was also to hope that she could get better, right?”

“You’re not wrong. Those who think you’re wrong are the ones who don’t understand the situation at all. You don’t need to pay attention to them.”

Cherise pursed her lips. In fact, she comprehended the rationale behind Lucy’s words. Damien had reiterated it to her numerous times before.

She had used these words over the past five years to admonish herself.

Yet, the prospect of unveiling her scars before a multitude filled her with dread.

Words wield immense power.

She dreaded being pointed at and whispered about wherever she went, and she recoiled at the thought of enduring the gossip that would follow every job change.

Nevertheless, it seemed there was no alternative but to confront it.

“Alright, where there’s a will, there’s a way.”

Lucy, seated beside Cherise, added, “Besides, you still have Damien by your side!”

her lips tightly pressed

home, she could

from her son’s kindergarten teacher at noon.“Mrs. Lenoir, you may need to

son, Soren, hit two children today, and now

organizing the evidence to refute the plagiarism accusations. When the phone call shattered the silence of her concentration, she leaped from her chair in a sudden jolt of panic. “How could this happen!?”

his prudence and thoughtfulness, did not resort

possibly have

is there a misunderstanding? How could Soren hit

assure you, there’s no mistake. Soren

impatient. “Mrs. Lenoir, don’t presume others lack

can plagiarize papers, who’s to say your son’s moral fiber

Cherise could respond, the teacher abruptly

the phone

of the midday sun, its radiance

her composure, swiftly changed her attire, and stepped out