Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 346

Edgar sat on the edge of the bed, the dim light threly illuminating the room, silently watching her sleep. How he wished this moment could last a little longer, much longer.

The party finally came to an end. In a quiet corner, Gilbert massaged his cheeks, tired from the forced smiles that had made his facial muscles stiff. He pulled out his smartphone, swiping it on. It was clean–no messages, no missed calls. Not a single word from Sherilyn all night!

Suddenly, he looked up, the phone spinning in his palm before he dialed her number with a stem face.

But…

“The number you have dialed is currently unavailable.”

What’s happening? He tried again. Same result. Was her phone dead? Or did she deliberately turn it off to avoid him? Sherilyn, you better turn that phone on and answer my call! But she didn’t.

“Gilbert!”

Down the hallway, Caroline was pushing Francis in his wheelchair, waving at him. “Let’s go!”

“Coming!”

them. Whatever. If she didn’t want

on? Gradually, his anger turned to worry. Could something have happened to Sherilyn? Was she sick? It had snowed last night; had she gone out? The more he thought, the

change, Sherilyn urged Edgar to

fine now. It’ll get busy after the shift

“Alright.”

drove her to the entrance of Twilight Trail.

“This is good.”

the car, snowflakes

1/2

Edgar opened the car door stepped out, and,

and wrapped snugly around her neck, covering her head and

snowing. This will keep you warm.

at him. Even though he didn’t say much, his eyes were filled with unspoken affection. Tears welled up in Sherilyn’s eyes, and she shook her head, removing the scarf and handing it back

it. I’m