Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Ah! Please help me! It hurts so much!"

Amidst the agonizing cries for help, a crowd gathered, swelling in number.

Sherilyn Gomez stood frozen at the top of the staircase on the second floor, her gaze shifting from the tumbling figure of Caroline Bennett below to her hands, utterly bewildered.

"How did this happen?" she murmured.

Why did Caroline suddenly fall?

"What's going on here?" someone asked.

It was the Johnson family's annual feast, attended by numerous guests. The arriving crowd encircled Caroline, who lay at the bottom of the stairs.

"What happened? How did she fall?"

"She, she..." Despite her pain, Caroline looked up toward the top of the stairs. It suddenly dawned on everyone.

"Sherilyn pushed her!"

"Oh my God! Sherilyn, no matter how much you dislike Caroline, you can't go this far! She's pregnant, for heaven's sake!" "Exactly! That's too much."

Faced with the accusations, Sherilyn went

she hadn't pushed Caroline. But

sliced through the crowd, arriving a

was Gilbert Johnson, Sherilyn's husband

up, hoping for his

as a knife,

flinched, shaking her head.

didn't buy it, and his good-looking face scrunched up in disgust and hate. "You think Caroline jumped by herself, huh? Do you think nobody knows you've been picking on her all this time?

left

leaning into Gilbert's embrace, her voice barely a whisper, "Gilbert, it hurts.

what's wrong?" Then, Sylvia Johnson, the family's matriarch, also arrived. "What happened

blood!" Suddenly, someone screamed.

Caroline, a pool of red began to

Gilbert, sobbing,

was ashen, panic setting in. "We must head to

his arms, and with a fierce glare at Sherilyn, he warned, "You'd better pray

words, Gilbert turned

important thing then was Caroline and her

her head,

mouth when Sylvia