Marrying the Man in the Dark

So… Such was the perception others held of her–flirtatious, seductive, feigning innocence, and repulsive.

Confronted with these unfounded allegations, Cherise harbored no anger, merely finding them absurd.

The time for wrath had passed when she had already elucidated the situation with Sebastian to Damien.

Now, confronted with these accusations, she couldn’t help but find them bemusing.

There were too many who blindly trailed the crowd, too many who propagated rumors.

What mattered to these individuals, who had never even crossed paths with her, about her relationship with Damien, lifestyle, or character?

With a deep breath, she cast the magazine aside and turned her gaze, only to find Blake fixedly staring in a particular direction.

She furrowed her brow, trailing his gaze–towards a young female student.

Innocent and charming, adorned with large glasses and double ponytails, she emitted a cute and pure aura.

With brisk steps, she approached the desk diagonally across from them, deftly retrieving a thermos from her backpack and rising to pour water.

From Cherise and Blake’s vantage point, they could admire her lovely profile.

observing her, his admiration

locale he often mentioned visiting

out, she found herself dragged by an enamored teenager to see

girl completed pouring water and

him and spoke, “Have you been busy

and attempted to reply but his nomies hetraved

days ago and has been recuperating. It’s not that he declined to come.

Blake with surprise, concern knitting her brows. “You were injured? Are you feeling better now? What

words stumbling, “It’s nothing,

long as you’re okay…

candy from her pocket and placed it before Blake, her lips

noting there

a sweet treat for Blake daily, eagerly anticipating his

tender display of youthful affection sparked a tinge of

you… his

beside her interjected. “He’s never brought you here before, so I assumed he didn’t have a girlfriend…

You…