Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 74

Tonight, Sherilyn was a vision in white, her dress fitted at the top and flowing freely at the bottom, the silk fabric catching the light and creating a halo effect around her.

She wore a mask that covered only her face, with a rose painted on the left side, while the right remained a blank canvas.

There was an innocence about her, yet tinged with an air of mystery. But the mystery wasn't intimidating. On the contrary, it drew people in, making them want to peel back the layers and discover more about her.

On stage, she danced gracefully, as if floating in water, embodying the essence of a rose.

She was as pure as a rose, untouched and unadorned!

She didn't interact with the audience. And she didn't need to. She was the ethereal fairy, and the people below were mere mortals in her presence. They looked up to her, willing and eager.

Directly facing the stage, Gilbert found himself mesmerized.

like that, the fairy shot up into the air, nailed at flawless split, and snagged a ribbon dangling

"Wow!"

"Here she comes!"

erupted

his Adam's apple bobbing with a hard swallow. Suddenly, he felt irritated by everyone else

his glass, tilting his head back to drain it. He stood up and headed backstage without waiting for her to

service corridor, Gilbert saw her holding

few steps from her, Gilbert positioned himself in

with the mask? No! If he had recognized her, he wouldn't look so calm. Clutching her dress tighter, Sherilyn feigned composure but said

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let her walk away just like that. In

above the mask,

internally, grateful he had released her in time. Otherwise, there was no way