Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

He effortlessly scooped her up, his voice booming with playful authority, "Come on, let's go grab some dinner!"

Once they reached downstairs, he gently set Sherilyn down on a chair at the diner-style table.

Dinner and soup were already served, "Dig in."

Sherilyn picked up her fork, pushing around a couple of bites of mashed potatoes, her enthusiasm as flat as day-old soda. She looked up, her eyes shooting daggers at Gilbert. "What's up?" Gilbert couldn't help but chuckle, ruffling her hair. "You're glaring at me like I've done you wrong."

"

Seeing her evident lack of appetite, he didn't push further.

He took her plate of half-eaten mashed potatoes, nudging the bowl of soup her way. "I'll finish this off. Just make sure you finish the soup... no more bargaining."

Sherilyn bit her lip, relenting.

She began spooning the soup, making slow but steady progress.

Yet, she still left some behind. The soup was gone, the carrots devoured, but the chunks of beef remained untouched.

Gilbert narrowed his eyes, saying, "Thought you loved beef stew?"

He pushed the soy sauce towards her, knowing Sherilyn liked a dab of it with her beef.

"Not feeling it today," Sherilyn shook her head, replying, "Just not hungry."

an act; she genuinely felt full, without

"Alright then."

clearing away her soup bowl and finishing off the

did he always eat her

my leftovers, you know,

shrugged nonchalantly, "I've shared more than enough kisses with you, why worry about this?"

this, he really seemed to

it was all

The next day.

Jenna and lulling the little one to sleep, Sherilyn finally made her way out. Stepping

Suddenly, her gaze froze.

eyes. Across the street at the opposite bus

she was all smiles, her

Sherilyn recognized him. Not exactly an acquaintance... but from that time, he was the

been part

with Yuna!

his

remembered, Yuna had called

demeanor, it was clear they were an

she was

d now,

were indeed a couple.

Yuna, giggling, tip-toed up to give Ladd a kiss on the