Marrying the Man in the Dark

That individual’s resounding voice seized the entire library’s attention, focusing it squarely on Cherise.

The once tranquil library instantly morphed into a bustling marketplace filled with whispers, discreet snickers, and open mockery.

Amidst this cacophony, Cherise heard every word.

She pressed her lips together, her hands clenched tightly by her side.

While she had always maintained the belief that she shouldn’t heed the words of others and knew she shouldn’t allow the gossipmongers to affect her, the unpleasant voices stirred a deep rage within her.

After all, ignoring such matters entirely was an impossible feat, wasn’t it?

“Let’s go.”

Blake took a decisive step forward without uttering another word, positioning himself protectively in front of Cherise. He then turned to the girl with twin ponytails and inquired, “Is there a back exit here?”

The girl was taken aback by the unfolding scene before her.

she snapped back to reality, nodding vigorously. “Yes, yes, there is!

attempted to gather her belongings, hesitating as she clutched her

and took Cherise’s hand, apologizing

Cherise sensed a profound self–blame.

she bore the brunt of responsibility

and offered a reassuring smile. “It’s not your

“Ms. Shaw.”

young woman rose, holding

choulder with a smile “I’m Emma Raumolde a student from the journalism frowned at her, already disinclined

potential refusal with a faint smile, swiftly posing her question. “Ms. Shaw, what do you think of the rumors

etiquette and morality, accusing you of mistreating your husband and employing a hypocritical strategy to subject him to excruciating pain under the guise of acting in his best interest,” Emma articulated, her tone

promiscuous inclinations while effortlessly resolving the crisis facing the

these perspectives do you find alignment

impartial words

his brow. “Are you