Marrying the Man in the Dark

“What… what do we do?” Emily’s voice quivered as the reporters furrow her brow and slip out of sight. drew closer, prompting Cherise to

Blake, his expression concerned, glanced at Emily’s flushed cheeks and teary eyes. “You little fool,”

With a gentle murmur, he embraced Emily just as the door swung open with a loud bang from outside.

The reporters, paying no attention to the room’s occupants, immediately began clicking their cameras, solely focused on capturing Cherise’s unguarded reaction.

Their anticipation for a flustered Cherise was palpable.

If mistaken, they would simply apologize.

But if Cherise stumbled, it would be front-page news!

Yet, they were in for a surprise.

In the dimly lit storage room, sunlight streamed through a narrow window, illuminating a couple locked in a passionate embrace atop a deserted desk.

girl was draped over the young man’s navy blue coat, her own coat

the

few lingering to peer

compact, provided an unobstructed view.

disappointment settled over the group as they apologized

closed the door

emerged from beneath the desk behind Emily, dusting herself off with a playful remark like we’re

blushed. “This isn’t the time for jokes.”

searching the area, he continued, “They’re thorough.

Cherise, he added, “We can’t stay

in the corner. “I have a plan. towards the

departure, Emily, skillfully disguised as a janitor, bore a bucket and mop in one hand while pushing a sizable trash can with the other, her trajectory

adorned with