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 pale as she shook

she hadn't pushed

authoritative voice sliced through the crowd,

Gilbert Johnson, Sherilyn's husband of barely two

up, hoping for his

as piercing as a knife, landing squarely on her. "What have you

Sherilyn flinched, shaking her head. "It

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

harsh and unloving tone left Sherilyn speechless,

her voice barely a whisper, "Gilbert, it hurts.

the family's

Suddenly, someone

pool of red began to spread, growing

to Gilbert,

was ashen, panic setting in. "We must head

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

his words,

important thing then

frowning and shaking her head, words

her mouth when Sylvia