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

as

I've come

Sherilyn was

Crestwood, you did nothing wrong. It

surged from Sherilyn's eyes, blurring her vision

He

be forever buried with time. How

"Sherilyn..."

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

choked with sobs,

"What about Gilbert?"

He wanted to know the full story of

this point, there was no reason to hide

day, Gilbert saved me. He drove that man

"Oh..."

could Sherilyn have escaped

did you and Gilbert end

stiffened, her voice faltering, "Afterwards, don't you

forceful, "I only knew you were willing

away, avoiding his

only confirmed

me!"

an answer. "What

refuse to