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

pushed Caroline. But no

deep, authoritative voice sliced

Sherilyn's

brightened up, hoping

his gaze as piercing as

her head. "It wasn't

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? Do I need to list them all

left Sherilyn speechless, unable to

stomach, leaning into Gilbert's embrace, her voice

Sylvia Johnson, the family's

blood!" Suddenly,

pool of red began to spread, growing

Caroline, terrified, clung to Gilbert, sobbing, "My baby, my

he said it, Gilbert's face was ashen, panic setting in. "We must head to

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

his words, Gilbert turned and

important thing then was Caroline

Sherilyn, frowning and shaking her head, words failing

opened her mouth when Sylvia