Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Red." Sherilyn answered, not really knowing why, but she genuinely liked the color.

Gilbert remembered, her puffer jackets, her coats, they were all red. And indeed, red suited her well.

"Red, huh," Gilbert muttered to himself, "Got it."

On such a calm night, he found himself thinking about marriage.

His and Sherilyn's first shot at marriage hadn't been all that great.

He had mentioned marriage to her before, but Sherilyn hadn't agreed.

Looking back, he could see his fault...

Marriage, such a sacred commitment, and he had broached the subject too lightly, not giving it the gravity it deserved.

This time would be different.

He would plan everything meticulously, starting with the proposal. Nothing could be left to chance.

Sherilyn loved red. So, the engagement ring would have to be a red diamond, her favorite.

At noon, after grabbing lunch from the cafeteria, Sherilyn brought back a portion for Rebecca.

"Thanks a lot." Rebecca said with a smile.

"No problem."

back at work. Her injuries were mostly healed, except for the bruises around her eyes, which hadn't completely faded yet. Worried about the curious glances and whispers from coworkers, Rebecca chose to stay in her

had Sherilyn to

the lunch box, "Looks like a

it next to her, "Your

"Thank you, hehe."

"Rebecca, Rebecca White!"

voice called out for Rebecca, anxious

That voice...

face turned pale in an instant, and she stood up quickly grabbing Sherilyn's hand anxiously, "It's Eddy! He's found me, he's come

scoffed, "He

you

the

were injured and

here

h now? Don't worry, I'll go

the door

were startled and looked

her wrist harshly, "Finally found you! Rebecca

held high, "Where I've been

"Rebecca White!"

to trigger Eddy, who suddenly

for days on end, tell me! Who were you messing around