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...

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

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

a new kind of

pursed

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

"Got it."

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

Sherilyn took

her heart skipped a

It was Galloway!

Rebecca, Sherilyn had done some online sleuthing on 'Galloway' in the past few days. A master of traditional painting of his caliber naturally had a

a mistake. She grabbed her phone for

to the genteel

front of her...

It was

on, Sherilyn couldn't hold back. She broke into a jog

surrounded by people, Sherilyn couldn't get close. Left

"Mr. White! Mr. White!"

The crowd halted.

all stared at

"Mr. White."

I apologize for the intrusion. I'm a

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