"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!"

halting him. Her gaze on Edgar was gentle yet firm,

Gilbert, "You've got it wrong. I'm fine with him, he's not

tugged at Gilbert's sleeve,

"Sherilyn?"

chilling glint in

Sherilyn, his voice softening into a whisper meant for lovers, "As you

into his embrace, her

Edgar, it's better this way for

stood frozen, watching them walk away, a hollow pain

Empty... powerless, and aching!

found himself unsteady, reaching out to steady himself against

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

the warmth on

had been solely for

over, not by a

attention. The

opened the car door for Sherilyn

going to the hospital." What? Gilbert's brows

in the wrong

serious,

"You've hurt your

serious. Now's not the

for this."

her head, "I just don't want to go to

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