Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 25

"Get her out of here!" Caroline's grip tightened on Gilbert's arm, hier voloe laced with desperation. I can't stand the sight of her. Tell her to leave. Now!"

Gilbert didn't need to think twice. "Fine"

He turned to Sherilyn, his eyes blazing with anger. "Didn't you hear? Leover"

Sherilyn let out a barely audible scoff, setting down the electric shaver she had been holding and wiping her hands before turning to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Seeing Caroline's distressed look made Gilbert feel he needed to defend her honor.

He grabbed the bunch of sunflowers from the table. "These are from you?"

"Yes," Sherilyn nodded.

"Take them with you" Gilbert waved dismissively

What? Sherilyn was stunned. Was she even unworthy of offering flowers to Francis, someone she saw as a beloved older brother?

"What are you waiting for? Seeing her stand frozen, Gilbert took matters into his hands. He stormed over, grabbed the sunflowers, and thrust them into Sherilyn's arms His words were cold and harsh. "You think he'd appreciate your flowers? if it weren't for you, his child would have been three years old

now!"

gaze cut through her like ice. "I don't understand how you have

away, her shoulders trembling as if she was crying,

anger back at Sherilyn. "Aren't

sunflowers, Sherilyn had nothing

leaving. With that, she turned

Caroline. "Don't be upset. I've made her leave. I'll tell the doctors and nurses

Sherilyn was in disbelief. No way. The buses stopped running at 8 in the evening.

walk the previous night and faced the same ordeal, hun Retuming only a few days ago, had she cursed her luck with the local bus

for not checking the timetable, she had no choice

secluded than the Southern District Sanatorium where Sylvia was, prided itself

were empty, hardly a car in sight, eerily quiet. Suddenly, a motorcycle zoomed past her, then circled back to stop before her. A young man with bleached hair sat on it, giving her a not-so-friendly smile. "Hey, girl, why are

smell of alcohol and cigarettes emanating from the man. "No,

he blocked her way. "Come on, don't

lingered on Sherilyn's legs. "I said

bike, he grabbed Sherilyn's hand, trying to pull her toward

go!" Sherilyn's body tensed, struggling fiercely. "I said let

playing hard to get! Come on, I give you