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?”

confusion evident. “How can you assume I

she countered, “Then, allow me to pose this question: absorb, heed, uphold, follow, enact, embody wisdom. Among these virtues, does

caught off guard. “But what people say online…”

musings online are but idle chatter, relishing in the speculation of others‘ private affairs. Does that

were enough to send Emma into

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 explained, her tone

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

only natural,” she added, her words carefully chosen.

is to merely revel in reporting on others‘ private affairs and stirring

your request,” Cherise

share aspects of my life

at a loss for words.

together, acknowledging

cast her as a reporter intent on prying into private matters and

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

eyes, Emma studied the woman before