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?”

her confusion evident.

follow, enact, embody wisdom. Among these virtues, does any justify the indulgence in idle gossip about

faltered, caught off guard. “But what

chatter, relishing in the speculation of others‘ private affairs. Does that grant

Cherise were enough to send Emma into a stuttering

contemplating, Emma delicately bit her lip and met Cherise’s gaze. “I did mention that I’m a journalism student. I simply require your assistance for a practical interview,” she

of pride in her eyes, “Surely, you

only natural,” she added, her

your ambition is to merely revel in reporting on others‘ private

to accommodate your request,” Cherise assured, her demeanor

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

at a loss for words.

pressed her lips together, acknowledging the eloquence of Cherise’s

intent on prying into private matters

her transparency. “As your senior, I’m prepared

studied the woman