Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Sophia hesitated for a moment, then she let it out.

With a sigh, her voice slightly choked, "It's aplastic anemia."

Gilbert's heart skipped a beat!

Even though he had a hunch that Jenna was battling a serious illness, the confirmation hit him hard.

Holding the tiny bundle in his arms, Gilbert found it suddenly hard to breathe.

She was so young, how could she endure this?

Gilbert held the little one super gently, like she was made of glass. He looked all worried that he might hurt her, his brows all scrunched up. "You came today for...?"

"Ah..." Sophia sighed, cleaning her tears. "We're here for a hospital check-up. It's been a tough morning, and Jenna's just so little..."

Gilbert understood - Jenna was feeling unwell.

Picking up the little girl, he gently asked, "Jenna, can you tell me where it hurts?"

Jenna pondered for a moment then shook her head, "Don't know."

Her lips trembled, tears starting to fall, "Uncomfortable, sir, I feel really bad."

"Okay, okay." Gilbert didn't dare to press further, "I know it. Jenna, don't cry. I'm right here with you."

"Okay!" Jenna burrowed into his embrace.

Gilbert, worried she might be in pain, glanced at Sophia, "Where's her room?"

"Sir, please follow me."

expression was grave, "Go call

was crucial to have Jenna checked by a

away." Sophia nodded firmly

rushed over upon

"Jenna, you're so brave for completing

then produced a magic wand as a reward, "Here, I promised you! A

sir." Jenna took it, her

stern face, glanced at Elijah. "Are you

Elijah nodded, puzzled by Gilbert's intense demeanor and unsure of his relation to

sensing Gilbert's

for

to their

We

"Got it."

yet his concern

lay Jenna down, thinking

hold me! Don't

Sophia, feeling awkward, suggested,

hold her?

seek comfort in hugs

eld

feeling well." Confent belongs

Is that so?

such nuances but willing to do whatever it took,

"I'll hold her."

his head, not letting go, and continued