Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Sherilyn!"

The moment she stepped outside, she saw Gilbert standing at the doorstep, slightly out of breath. Clearly, he had hurried over.

"Sherilyn."

Walking closer, Gilbert took her hand gently, looking at her with a careful gaze.

"Are you... angry with me?"

Sherilyn didn't respond; instead, she pulled her hand away. "Let's not talk here. Let's go."

"Alright."

Gilbert had no objections. This wasn't the place for such conversations.

Once they left the studio and got into the car, Sherilyn closed her eyes and leaned back, signaling she wasn't in the mood for chatting.

A pang of worry shot through Gilbert. She was definitely upset.

"Sherilyn."

Gilbert leaned closer, brushing her hair aside and tucking it behind her ear, revealing the small, delicate pearl earrings she wore - simple yet elegant. He tried to appease her as he saw her furrowed brows, "Can't you just let it go? I couldn't just ignore her earlier..."

Suddenly, Sherilyn opened her eyes, staring intensely into his.

you ever thought

taken aback, his expression quickly darkening. His voice was cold when

failing, or are you choosing to forget? When we got back together, you promised not to bring up

remember," Sherilyn said, nodding with a bitter smile. "I'm not bringing up breaking up. I'm just asking... when do you plan for us to part ways?"

marriage. Breaking

"Sherilyn."

feeling a rush

wrapped his arms

tightly, You already know,

told you about Caroline. all

"Only gratitude?"

against his

brother are mistaken. Your feelings

impossible..." Ignoring

lips curved into

"Wasn't that

started to fall

an exasperated laugh, "Sounds logical, but it's complete nonsense! My brother is

held her hand,

kind of like seeing you

Jealousy meant she cared.

teasing me like this fun for you?

paused, confused and unable to grasp her meaning