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.

about Yuna, wasn't he? But it didn't sound like

hue filled Edgar's eyes as he struggled

come

Sherilyn was still in

in Crestwood, you did nothing

surged from Sherilyn's eyes, blurring her vision as she

He actually

this ugly incident would be forever

"Sherilyn..."

looked exactly as he remembered her in

voice was choked with

"What about Gilbert?"

He wanted to know the full story of what happened that day. "How

this point, there was no

Sherilyn spoke truthfully, "That day, Gilbert saved me.

"Oh..."

Otherwise, how could Sherilyn have escaped a grown

did

voice faltering, "Afterwards, don't you

"I only knew you were willing to

turned away,

only confirmed

me!" Edgar

answer.

I refuse