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.

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

crimson hue filled Edgar's eyes as he struggled to

I've come to

what? Sherilyn was still in the

you did

from Sherilyn's eyes, blurring her

knew! He

ugly incident would be forever buried

"Sherilyn..."

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

Yes." Sherilyn's voice was choked with sobs, the memory

"What about Gilbert?"

to know the full story of what happened that day. "How did you end up

this point, there was no reason to hide

"That day, Gilbert saved me. He drove

"Oh..."

to Edgar. Otherwise, how could Sherilyn have escaped a grown man's clutches? But

"After that, how did you and Gilbert end up... in that

voice faltering, "Afterwards,

forceful, "I only

away, avoiding his

only

Tell me!" Edgar faced

answer.

refuse to