"Scheme?" The word caught Gilbert off guard, his expression as stormy as a tempest at sea. "What 'scheme' are you talking about?" "What, indeed?"

Edgar's lips curled in scorn. "Got the guts to do it but not to own it, Gilbert? I'm clued in, you know. That whole drama at Crestwood! Sherilyn had nothing to do with you... it was you... you orchestrated the whole thing!"

Crestwood?

If Edgar hadn't brought it up, Gilbert probably would've forgotten about that whole thing.

He knows the truth?

"Oh..."

Realization dawned on Gilbert as he glanced at the woman in his arms.

No wonder they were in tears earlier, clinging to each other. Mourning their unforgettable past, were they? How touching!

"Yeah, I set it all up, so what?"

Chin up, eyelids half-drooping in defiance, Gilbert retorted, "You planning on taking her back?"

A flicker of resolve crossed Edgar's face, "Give her back to me!"

"Ha." Gilbert's eyebrows danced in amusement, a scoff escaping him, "You think you're up to it? Sort out your own mess first!"

"I..."

"Edgar!"

was gentle yet firm, a silent plea for him

wrong. I'm fine with him,

tugged at Gilbert's sleeve, "Let's

"Sherilyn?"

Gilbert's snort was laced with disdain, a chilling glint

a whisper meant for lovers, "As

his embrace,

sorry, Edgar, it's better

stood frozen, watching them walk away, a hollow pain burgeoning

Empty... powerless, and aching!

found himself unsteady, reaching out to

to me, you're not okay... are

sight, the warmth

been solely for

wasn't over, not by

arm needed attention. The hospital

car door for Sherilyn and

not going to the hospital." What? Gilbert's brows knitted together in

in the wrong today,

looked really serious, barely holding

"You've hurt your arm,

serious. Now's

for this."

a fuss." Sherilyn shook her head, "I just

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