My Blind Husband

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.

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

instinctively attempted to gather her belongings, hesitating as she

dropped the backpack, hurried over, and took Cherise’s hand, apologizing profusely. “I’m sorry… I’ll

Cherise sensed

this young lady believed she bore the brunt of responsibility for

gently squeezed the hand holding hers and offered a reassuring smile.

“Ms. Shaw.”

another young woman rose,

Emma Raumolde a student from

her question. “Ms. Shaw, what do you think of

you for flouting conventional 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 measured and

effortlessly resolving the crisis facing the

do you find alignment

words thinly

brow. “Are you