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."

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

Sherilyn to count

lunch box, "Looks like

a bottle of yogurt, placing it next

"Thank you, hehe."

"Rebecca, Rebecca White!"

voice called out

That voice...

in an instant, and she stood up quickly grabbing Sherilyn's hand anxiously, "It's Eddy! He's found

"He

you

the

injured

here

What's he doing h now? Don't worry, I'll

the door

women were startled and looked

a grim expression, strode в towards Rebecca, grabbing her wrist harshly, "Finally found you! Rebecca White,

lip, her chin held high, "Where I've been is none of your

"Rebecca White!"

to trigger Eddy, who

no shame? A married woman disappearing for days on end, tell me! Who were you messing around