Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 65

"Good girl." Sylvia smiled contentedly. "No rush. Enjoy some afternoon tea with me before you go."

The documents Gilbert needed weren't urgent until the evening. Heading out too early wouldn't be proper. It'd be better to leave for the evening.

"Oh, okay." Sherilyn was oblivious to Sylvia's intentions. "I'll do as you say."

Around four in the afternoon, Sherilyn left the Southern District Sanatorium. She carefully placed the leather folder into her backpack and boarded the coach to Starfield.

Starfield was a bit of a trek, being a developing town under the jurisdiction of Sunhaven. The coach journey took a solid two hours.

Upon arrival, following the address sent by Sylvia, Sherilyn walked a while longer before finding the hotel where Gilbert was staying.

The hotel was brand new, with fresh paint lingering in the air. Sherilyn slung her backpack to her front at the hotel and dialed Gilbert's number.

In his room, Gilbert picked up his phone. Sherilyn? Why was she calling? He couldn't help but recall what she had said the other day about coveting his brother's love. His face darkened, and he flipped his phone over.

Meanwhile, holding her phone, Sherilyn blinked in confusion. "Why isn't he picking up?

he need

busy? Or it

message. [Sylvia asked

took a photo of the leather

Gilbert's phone vibrated again.

Gilbert scoffed. Not over yet? Didn't he seem despicable to her? Why did she still have to contact him? But he

softened, realizing she

he stood up and exited

to night. The sunset was just a sliver, resting on the horizon's

long hair flowing behind her, tied with a black leather band. She stood there, slender and tall, like a swan bathing

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unconsciously swallowed, feeling a

He approached her. "Sherilyn."

Sherilyn looked

handed him the leather

flipped through it, confirming, "It's all