Marrying the Man in the Dark

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.

recently watched dramas, Cherise had picked up the notion of challenging

with her limited memories and difficulty adapting, dealing with Emma was one thing, but facing hundreds or even thousands of reporters outside presented an entirely different

palms grew

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

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

offering a serene smile

with her phone, “if you don’t release me, I can’t

speechless, her smugness

merely posturing, Emma retorted,

apprehensive about facing those professional journalists downstairs.”

to Cherise’s confidence, Emma found herself supported by those

your

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

up her

fascinating. She’s clearly in the wrong, but she’s still putting on a front. Talk about audacity.”