Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 38

The phone rang, but he didn't pick up.

"Ugh." Sherilyn sighed, her brow furrowed. He must be busy with some business lunch

What then? Waiting seemed to be her only option.

An hour passed, and it was half past two, only thirty minutes left until her appointment with Gilbert at three in the afternoon

Suddenly, the phone rang again. It was Gilbert!

"Hello!" Sherlyn answered in a rush, not wasting a second. "Its me

"Did you call me?" It seemed Gilbert was in a good mood, probably because he was about to get rid of her. He even offered a rare explanation, "I was tied up just now

But then, he got straight to the point asking her "Where are you? At the town hall? Just wait there. Il be there.

"Gilbert" Feeling quilty, Sherlyn interupted him. Stumbling over her words, she said, "I'm sorry but I can't make it today How about w push it back a day? Tomorrow, Ill be there on time, I promise!"

Then came a cold laugh, full of scom and hidden anger. "Sherlyn, are you doing this again? Putting things off until the last

tried to argue, "No, I

having none of it, his words laced with frustration, "Sherilyn, I've disliked you for as long

explain. "Don't worry. I'll go

She explained, "I get

Wind Bridge. It's not just me.

was she doing

Gilbert didn't

it here now, even if you have to

outburst,

Sherlyn was left holding her

should she do

ly choice.

clear, leaving her no other option.

her predicament. Anyway, it was better than crawling. With no other option left, Sherilyn grabbed her bag and

but it was a futile effort. The rain showed no signs of letting up, and she hadn't brought an umbrella. What could Sherilyn do but grit her teeth and walk? She had worn a hoodie, hoping it would provide some cover. However,

rain was relentless, soaking her through

in her abdomen. Sherilyn clutched her