Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Was it just her imagination, or was Callie's gaze towards her a tad peculiar?

It seemed tinged with curiosity, and perhaps a dash of hostility...?

It must be her mind playing tricks on her, right? After all, they were strangers until today.

Lauren clapped her hands, gathering the other artists. "Folks, come on over and meet each other... we're all one team now!"

"Hey, everyone."

Callie, with a smile as warm as apple pie, said apologetically, "Sorry for barging in like this. To make up for it, dinner's on me tonight."

These stars exchanged looks.

"No, you don't have to..."

"Really, it's okay."

"Nah, no backing out! Otherwise, you're snubbing me!"

"Heh, alright then."

"Thanks a bunch!"

Sherilyn frowned slightly, eyeing Callie.

Despite her delicate appearance, there was an undeniable edge to her - she wasn't someone to be trifled with...

the practice session, Sherilyn didn't see any red flags. Callie seemed to catch on quickly. Stepping out for a breather, Sherilyn's phone rang. It was Gilbert. "Hello?" Sherilyn's lips curved into a smile as she

plan tonight?" Gilbert's voice was different over the phone, deeper,

was a new

Sherilyn pursed her

you up after. Keep an eye on your phone, make

"Got it."

up, Sherilyn noticed a group approaching, with the station's top brass

curiosity, Sherilyn took a closer

her heart

It was Galloway!

some online sleuthing on 'Galloway' in the past few days. A master of traditional painting of his caliber naturally had a wealth of information

her phone for another quick search, comparing

the

front of her...

mistake! It was

couldn't hold back. She broke into a

by people, Sherilyn couldn't get close. Left with no choice, she called

"Mr. White! Mr. White!"

The crowd halted.

they all

"Mr. White."

evening, sir. I apologize

Galloway surveyed her with a gentle smile. "Rebecca's friend, is it? What can I do