Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

She whipped around, glaring at him with a mix of anger and frustration. "Mr. Gilbert, so it's do as I say, not as I do, huh?"

"What?" Gilbert was in the midst of buckling her into the seatbelt.

"Didn't catch that?"

Sherilyn tilted her head back, locking eyes with him in a confrontational stare. "You can ditch me in the middle of our date to run off to your darling's side! And I can't even wait for a friend to come out of surgery?"

Gilbert's eyes flickered, taken aback. "You're blaming me?"

"No!" Sherilyn shook her head, clearly disagreeing. "I'm talking about fairness! I didn't stand in your way of looking after your sweetheart, so please don't stand in mine of being there for a friend, alright?"

"A friend?"

Gilbert gripped her wrist, a sardonic tone coloring his voice as he chewed over the words. "You and Edgar just met. I've known Caroline for years. You're comparing Edgar to Caroline? He's not even in the same league!"

With a scoff, he released her hand.

"Look at you, yelling at me over an ex-boyfriend, telling me he got stabbed tonight for you, making you fantasize about him again!"

What? Sherilyn was flabbergasted, speechless. How could someone be so unreasonable! He's a lunatic, plain and simple!

Sherilyn turned her head away, closing her eyes in frustration, refusing to look at him any longer.

Feeling

withdrew his gaze coldly

was silent, the tension thick in the

door unlocked, Sherilyn immediately opened her eyes, pushed the door open, and stepped out without a word, heading straight for the entrance. "Where are you going?" Gilbert's voice sounded cold from

bother to respond and

To

casual yet piercing. "Go

he really being

added, "I've already notified

spine stiffened, freezing

was faint and cold, and without another word, he turned and walked

only to see his retreating,

guessed he must have gone

always

he'd retreat to his

think she'd come running

was really at fault

with him, grabbed some clothes, took a shower, turned off the

day, Gilbert

a bit too short, leaving his neck sore and his back aching from

hadn't reached out to