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 haven’t

enact, embody wisdom.

“But what

affairs. Does that grant you a license to do the same?”

mere few sentences from Cherise were enough to send Emma

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

glimmer of pride in her eyes, “Surely, you wouldn’t withhold your

she added, her words carefully

to merely

than willing to accommodate your request,” Cherise

any further inquiries, let’s address them together. I’m prepared to share aspects of my life openly; transparency and sincerity are paramount,” she offered graciously.

found herself at a

acknowledging the eloquence of Cherise’s

a reporter intent on prying into private matters and

testament to her transparency. “As your senior, I’m prepared to share my life openly. Transparency and sincerity are

her eyes, Emma studied the