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.

ever thought about us... breaking

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

is failing, or are you choosing to forget? When we

just asking... when do you plan for us to part ways?" Seeing her like this, Gilbert felt a mix of heartache

considered marriage. Breaking

"Sherilyn."

a rush of

his

tightly, You already know,

about Caroline. all out

"Only gratitude?"

fingertip pressing against his chest, finally resting

Your

not impossible..." Ignoring

Sherilyn's lips curved into

smile. "Wasn't that

brother started to fall for

laugh, "Sounds logical, but it's complete nonsense! My

held her hand, intertwining

kind of

Jealousy meant she cared.

gazing intently at his face, "Is teasing me like this fun for you? I'm not

paused, confused and unable to grasp