My Blind Husband

Cherise’s eyes shut tightly, her features etched with pain. “Your sister’s ordeal mirrors my mother’s in many ways. When I operated on her, I took an extra step… and that’s why she survived.”

“Five years ago, when my mother passed, she urged me not to shoulder blame. She insisted it was her choice.”

“But I couldn’t forgive myself… Because at the time, I entertained the notion of taking that extra step, but… I faltered. I was gripped by fear… Fear that one additional step might jeopardize my mother’s life.”

“But it was that one step… and my mother couldn’t hold on…”

Cherise locked these memories away, never daring to share them with anyone

In the years following, each midnight reverie would stir her from slumber, tears staining her pillow in remembrance of her mother.

Subsequently, Cherise crossed paths with Dr. Keeples, Lermille Hospital’s director.

His sage advice resonated deeply with her: the gravest mistake a doctor could make was to operate on a loved one without absolute conviction.

Such a decision, he cautioned, would yield a lifetime of remorse.

Inspired by his counsel, Cherise made the pivotal choice to join Lermille Hospital’s ranks.

mother’s surgery remained a festering wound, a relentless source of

her paper because of Maeve’s

a medical practitioner, Cherise yearned for guidance on navigating

would become Gwenn’s weapon of choice against her.

Cherise stemmed from a clear understanding of the

to perform surgery, and now, she mercilessly exposed Cherise’s vulnerabilities.

Cherise’s aspirations and livelihood,

touch a balm to her tormented soul. “It’s all in

I were your mother, I would have

frame stilled momentarily as she wept.

at Damien through tear–blurred

like me, knows the goodness

her

informed. me that when you operated on your mother, it wasn’t a

counsel on the feasibility of your plan. You tirelessly tended to your mother by day and burned the

your loved

intervention, this ailment had never been