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

Gilbert's strength

Sherilyn bent her knees, gathering

"Ugh!"

to immediately release her. Writhing in pain, he was thrown backward, crashing

scrambled up to see Gilbert on the ground, curled up

"Gilbert! Are you okay?"

bed, rushing to his side, trying

Gilbert, grimacing in pain and

"Sherilyn!"

his hand, grabbing onto

hurts! The wounds...

could see the fresh blood soaking

you lost your

her eyes momentarily, frustrated, "Did you

Gilbert's

intensified,

Always talking about

"What?" Sherilyn froze, stunned.

in her ear, "See for yourself. These wounds, they've

a chill run

He had truly lost

had reopened

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