Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Francis' gaze lingered, his lips pressed tight, hesitation palpable in the air.

"Gilbert..." Yet, the words remained unspoken.

"Big bro." A sense of dread settled over Gilbert, his unease growing. "What is it? Why is it so hard to say?"

Francis remained silent, offering no response.

"Big bro!" Gilbert's patience was wearing thin, "Can't you even tell me?"

He ventured a guess, "Don't tell me... you've actually done something to wrong Caroline?"

At that, a flicker of confirmation passed through Francis' eyes.

"Big bro!"

Gilbert, taken aback, moved closer, lowering his voice, "Come on, say something!"

"Gilbert..." Francis' brows furrowed deeply, his hesitation evident.

"Big bro!"

"Sawyer!" At that moment, Sawyer stepped forward, putting a hand on Gilbert's shoulder, "Mr. Francis knows what he's doing. Let's not push him too hard!" "I'm pushing him?"

Gilbert's frustration was visible, his gaze fixed on Francis.

with me. But I hope you truly understand what

towards the

time? If something

this, a shadow crossed Francis' face, his silence speaking

watched his brother, his frustrations and doubts dissolving

check on Caroline. She

that, he headed straight out of

"Mr. Francis."

you could tell Mr. Gilbert? He's your most trusted brother after all. Besides, with Mr. Gilbert's help,

"Enough."

shooting a glance at his confidante, "I have

silent, not

way

suggested, it

maybe, it was better to

Sherilyn lost her

spare, why not go back and keep

her bag

hour, entertainment venues were at their peak, bustling with people

shoulder jolted, nearly causing her

"Are you ok?"

Someone steadied her.