Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Grateful in silence, Francis was truly a gem.

Just like always, whenever there was trouble, if he was around, he wouldn't just stand by.

Even though, he and Rebecca had only crossed paths a few times.

Last time, when Rebecca got hurt, it was Francis who stepped in to help.

With Francis there, Sherilyn felt a sense of stability, a calmness settled in her heart.

The emergency room doors swung open, and the doctor emerged.

"Doctor," Sherilyn approached, "how's my friend?"

The doctor frowned, looking troubled, "Everything else is manageable... but her eyes..."

After a moment of hesitation, he asked, "What about her family? For something this serious, nobody's come?"

Sherilyn was at a loss for words. How could she explain that Rebecca had been beaten by her own husband? "Let's proceed with the hospital admission."

"Alright, Doctor."

It was Francis who took care of the admission, securing a private room.

Rebecca lay in bed, bandages wrapped around her arms and torso, especially around her eyes...

The doctor said, Rebecca's eyesight might be gone for good!

"Sherilyn."

pillow, reaching out into the air, "Where are you?

back, her

chill settling in her heart. She reached up to feel her eyes, only to

"My eyes..."

her hand, unsure

"Am I blind? Sherilyn? Tell

Sherilyn choked up, unable to give

silence was

Rebecca's voice shook, confirming her worst fear,

her, "It might not be permanent, it's just... your eyes are very swollen

"Really?"

tearing off the bandages, "Then let me see, let's see if

"Rebecca!"

Rebecca, unable to even open her eyes, clung to Sherilyn's

need a doctor, I have to see a doctor!" Rebecca stumbled out of bed,

"Rebecca!"

Rebecca froze, unable to

please, you have to help me, look

deeply, his Adam's apple bobbing as he barely

raising his hand, he delivered a swift chop to the back of

drooped, her body

caught her,

"Francis..."

"Lift the covers."

"Okay."