Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Sherilyn watched Caroline's furious rant with a mixture of surprise and pity for Gilbert.

"Caroline, do you have a beef with Gilbert or something?" Sherilyn asked, her voice laced with disbelief.

"Excuse me?" Caroline responded, clearly taken aback. "What are you talking about?"

"No beef?" Sherilyn nodded, a mocking smile playing on her beautiful face. "Then, you're just being incredibly selfish. Let's be real, you've got two brothers falling over themselves for you, but you can only marry one... You can't have Gilbert, yet you can't stand to see him with someone else..."

"Sherilyn! Shut up!" Caroline cut her off, her face flushed with anger. "What nonsense are you spewing? How can you say such filthy things? You have a dirty mind, seeing filth in everything! Gilbert and I grew up together, I want his happiness more than anyone!"

"Save your holier-than-thou act."

Sherilyn looked at her indifferently, her tone flat.

"If that was really how you felt, you wouldn't go around saying... he'll never stop thinking about you... to me."

The intent to stir the pot was clear as day to anyone listening.

"And you? Ha." Caroline scoffed, her laughter heavy with contempt. "What are you even?"

"Ah?" Sherilyn tilted her head, feigning confusion.

When Gilbert got hurt, he made sure to tell me... that he took

a smug smile, she flipped her hair and

there, stunned and

Gilbert really say that? Had he... fallen for

documents and bumped into Sherilyn

wanting to avoid going back to

"Sherilyn."

Caroline, then back at her. "Can we talk? I have something

refuse her elder brother.

He led

got her a glass

it, cradling it in her hands. "Thank you,

Francis sat opposite her, silent for a moment, contemplating

started, feeling

apologize. "I'm

today. It

was my fault. I'm

abone

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