Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Look..."

"Look..."

Both of them hesitated for too long, and when they finally spoke, they did so in unison, leading to a shared laugh.

"You go first," Edgar gestured to Sherilyn.

Nodding, Sherilyn cautiously observed his expression, "You're doing alright, aren't you? Don't be too hard on yourself."

She was referring to the situation with Yuna.

"Yeah." Edgar's smile curved, "I know."

Truth be told, he was embarrassed to admit that he wasn't exactly heartbroken but rather felt a sense of relief.

Being with Yuna was more of his mother's, Adela's, doing than his own. He had agreed to it under the relentless pressure from his mother. Logically, finding out Yuna was two-timing should have infuriated him. Yet, he felt... nothing.

Because his feelings for her were lukewarm at best.

This realization spared him any sense of guilt.

As for being upset... there were other things on his mind.

"Sherilyn."

A mist seemed to gather in Edgar's eyes as he stuttered. "I'm sorry, I owe you an apology."

Sherilyn was taken aback, confusion spreading across her face.

was he saying this? He was here about Yuna, wasn't he? But it didn't sound like

hue filled Edgar's eyes as he struggled to speak, his

I've come

what? Sherilyn was still in

day..." Edgar continued slowly, "That day in Crestwood, you did nothing wrong. It was

Sherilyn's eyes, blurring her vision as she covered

knew! He actually

ugly incident would be forever buried with time. How did

"Sherilyn..."

realized she looked exactly as he remembered her in his mind. "That day, you must have been so scared,

Yes." Sherilyn's voice was choked with

"What about Gilbert?"

full story of what happened

was no reason

day, Gilbert saved me. He drove

"Oh..."

could Sherilyn have escaped

how did you and Gilbert end

voice faltering, "Afterwards, don't you already

don't know!" Edgar was uncharacteristically forceful, "I only

turned away, avoiding his

avoidance only confirmed his

me!"

an answer. "What

I refuse