Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Fidelia had no reason to tangle with him anymore.

"No worries, Fidelia. I'm heading out now."

Sherilyn waved at Fidelia, making her way to the foyer to pull open the front door. It was nearly noon, and she was running late for her daily visit to the Sunset Ridge Community. Jenna would be worried by

now.

However, as the door swung open, she was greeted by the sight of a young man with a sturdy build standing on the doorstep.

"Ms. Gomez."

"Abel?"

Sherilyn recognized him, though they hadn't spoken much. She knew him as Gilbert's bodyguard.

The Johnson brothers each had bodyguards, something Sherilyn hadn't understood before. She now knew it was because they had been kidnapped as kids.

But what was Abel doing here?

"Ms. Gomez, Mr. Gilbert has instructed that you need to rest at home."

Sherilyn was taken aback. What did he mean by that?

Abel continued, "Ms. Gomez, whatever you need, just command me."

His tone was respectful, yet carried an undeniable sense of coercion.

Sherilyn couldn't help but scoff, "Abel, tell me exactly what Gilbert said."

"Well..."

"Out with it!"

eye on her. She is not to step outside Golden Oak Manor or

leave? Was this

he have to do

I insist on

a guardian at the gate, "Ms. Gomez, with me here, you

at a

around, she

it to Sunset Ridge Community. Jenna, waiting for Sherilyn, must be so

Jenna's little brother and sister had already

just wait a little

Sunset Ridge Community was out of the question, what about the TV station?

tried to leave again, only to

"Move!" Sherilyn frowned, glaring

at him,

to go

Are you saying I

to work

firm, "I

Sherilyn's affairs, he wouldn't

in frustration. "Fine,

and immediately called Gilbert. The call went

She tried several more times, with the same

was clearly ignoring

Seeing no other option,

and can't make it.

Lauren