Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Uh?" David was taken aback, "Ms. Sherilyn..." "David, relax."

Sherilyn smiled gently, explaining, "You go ahead. I came straight from the hospital to the dance studio this morning. I need a shower and to change clothes. If Gilbert asks, just tell him I'll be a bit late."

"Oh, I see." David sighed in relief, "Then I'll deliver the stuff first. Call me before you leave, and I'll come pick you up."

"Thanks, David."

"No problem."

After sending David off, Sherilyn turned and went upstairs to grab some clothes from the wardrobe before heading to the bathroom.

Her excuse was genuine; she really did need to freshen up.

As she was drying her hair after the shower, Sherilyn couldn't stop yawning, tears streaming down her face from exhaustion.

Exiting the bathroom, she felt dizzy and collapsed onto the bed.

The moment her head hit the pillow, sleep overwhelmed her. She thought, just a little nap, just couldn't keep her eyes open anymore. With her eyes shut, she drifted off to sleep.

David delivered the suitcase to the hospital room, where a nurse was changing Gilbert's IV bag.

He glanced over his shoulder, not seeing Sherilyn. "Where's Sherilyn?" he asked.

"Ms. Sherilyn didn't come..."

the situation. She said she'll come

into the dressing room, "I'll

"Okay."

a frown slowly forming on his face,

hadn't appeared, he became restless and picked up his phone to call

tries to get

eyelids stuck together, not opening, "Who is it?

voice, Gilbert guessed,

fully awake yet, "I'm

slightly, "Nothing, then... go back

"Okay."

not even giving Gilbert a chance

the phone, stunned

moment, the call already

in him!

he lifted his arm, flicked his wrist, and his brand-new phone went flying to the floor, smashing into pieces with

wnovelize

and saw this

he said, "Mr. Gilbert, I'll go and pick

he turned

Gilbert called out just as

darkened. "Who gave you the permission to decide on your own? Sherilyn is