"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!"

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

"You've got it wrong. I'm fine

at Gilbert's sleeve, "Let's

"Sherilyn?"

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

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

nodded, leaning into his embrace, her gaze leaving

better this way

walk away, a hollow

Empty... powerless, and aching!

found himself unsteady, reaching out to steady

you're lying to me, you're

the warmth on Gilbert's face

had been solely

wasn't over, not by

arm needed attention. The hospital was their next

Gilbert opened the car door

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

was in the wrong

really serious, barely holding

hurt your arm,

be serious. Now's not

for this."

a fuss." Sherilyn shook her head, "I just don't want to go to the

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