Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 217

“Ms. Hansen,” Sherilyn shot up from her seat, her voice tinged with urgency, “that’s not what I meant…”

“Cut the chatter.” Daphne raised her hand. “I get what you’re trying to say. But a dancer proves herself on the stage! Do you think waiting to get along with everyone before stepping up makes sense? Mr. Johnson went through all that trouble to bring you here to me for what?”

She fixed Sherilyn with a look that spoke volumes. “You do as told, slimming down an inch off your waist when asked.”

Who was Daphne? She could gauge any girl’s weight and measurements in the troupe with just one glance.

Daphne turned to Sherilyn, “You’ve got the grit. Why not show it on the stage? Tell me, do you want to dance or not?”

Being trusted felt like a blessing.

Sherilyn nodded earnestly. “Yes, I do!”

“Then dance!” Daphne declared, “Make a name for yourself!”

“Yes, Ms. Hansen.” Sherilyn’s heart swelled, nodding vigorously.

“You see,” The atmosphere softened as Daphne pointed at Sherilyn. “Life is all about navigating relationships. Do you think everyone’s going to like you? Focusing on your dance is what’s real. Stop worrying about the what–ifs.”

listened carefully. “I’ll remember that,

Dance Troupe’s reputation is stellar, and tickets sell out fast. If you don’t make a name for yourself, that’s one thing, but don’t

was serious, nodding solemnly, “Don’t

seeing each other frequently these days for a simple reason. Edgar thought they needed

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knew if Gilbert might suddenly take an interest in her

He usually just dropped her off at Serenity Street, occasionally grabbing a meal together in some

Edgar only took her to the beginning of Twilight

got to head to the airport

curiosity, “Is it for

“Need to make a trip to Rainshore City. I

a

travels then. And with the time difference,

got out of the car. “I’ll

called out

look on his face, he had something to say, making Sherilyn chuckle, “What is it? Just say

good friend to her by

back of his head, looking sheepish. “When I get back, it’ll almost be my birthday. I was thinking of inviting you to my birthday party.”