Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Gilbert, let me see... uh..."

Struggling to rise, Sherilyn wanted to check on his injuries, but before she could say more, her words were stifled by a sudden, deep kiss from Gilbert.

Following that, a flurry of kisses peppered her cheeks, trailing downwards...

"Gilbert!"

Sherilyn woke up in a cold sweat. He wanted to continue? Was he out of his mind?

She tried to push him away, careful not to use too much force, "Stop it! Just stop!"

"I won't." Gilbert wrapped one arm tightly around her waist, pulling her close, while his other hand gently caressed her cheek.

"Now you're paying attention to me? Now you're actually looking at me? I hate it when you're here with me but I'm invisible to you. Do you get that? I hate it!"

"Mmm..."

He leaned down to kiss Sherilyn again.

His hand, previously on her cheek, moved to her neck, swiftly and skillfully beginning to unbutton her blouse.

What was he doing?

Sherilyn's spine stiffened, her eyes widened in shock. "Mmm..."

Her mouth was sealed, unable to protest.

covered in wounds, but they were also in a hospital room where anyone could walk in at any moment! What should she

strength

her knees, gathering strength,

"Ugh!"

right on Gilbert's wounded abdomen, causing him to immediately release her. Writhing in pain, he was thrown backward, crashing

up to see Gilbert on the ground, curled

"Gilbert! Are you okay?"

jumped down from the bed, rushing to his

pain and sweating profusely,

"Sherilyn!"

weakly lifted his hand, grabbing

The wounds...

didn't need him to tell her; she could see the fresh blood soaking through the

lost your

frustrated, "Did you

eyes, Gilbert's smile widened

intensified, and he

is good... You care, don't you? Always talking about how I did everything for Caroline... Now,

"What?" Sherilyn froze, stunned.

yourself. These wounds,

chill run

had truly lost his

wounds had reopened

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a return to the operating room