My Blind Husband

Emma’s brow furrowed, a subtle indication of her perplexity. “Third year,” she confirmed.

The palpable aura emanating from Cherise unsettled her deeply.

An uneasy tension settled in Emma’s core, manifesting in the nervous nibbling of her lip.

Realization dawned upon her with a jolt.

Though it was evident she held the role of interrogator, why did she find herself unexpectedly assuming the position of being interrogated?

“Oh, third year?” Emma echoed, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

Cherise’s smile remained intact as she probed, “Since you’ve graced our halls for three years, I presume familiarity with our school motto?”

Emma pressed her lips together, hesitating before reluctantly acquiescing to Cherise’s inquiry. “Our school motto… it’s to absorb, heed, uphold, follow, enact, embody wisdom.”

Cherise’s smile widened subtly. “You’ve committed it to memory quite admirably. Yet, one must ponder, why do you not abide by it?”

evident.

this question: absorb, heed, uphold, follow, enact, embody wisdom. Among these virtues, does any justify

off guard. “But what people say online…”

idle chatter, relishing in the speculation of others‘ private affairs. Does that grant you a license to do the

Cherise were enough to send

journalism student. I simply require your assistance for a practical interview,” she explained, her tone

a subtle glimmer of pride in her eyes, “Surely, you wouldn’t withhold your cooperation, would you?”

me–it’s only natural,” she added,

ambition is to merely revel in reporting on others‘

willing to accommodate your request,” Cherise assured,

further inquiries, let’s address them together. I’m prepared to share aspects of my life openly;

at a loss for words.

lips together, acknowledging the eloquence of Cherise’s response.

her as a reporter intent on prying into private

concession to Cherise but a testament to her transparency. “As your senior, I’m prepared to share

Emma studied the