Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Francis' leg was still giving him trouble, making it hard for him to squat without a bit of effort.

"Rebecca..."

"Ah!"

He had barely started speaking, letting out just a syllable, when suddenly Rebecca let out a piercing scream. She clutched her ears, trembling all over, eyes wide with terror. "Stay back! I told you to stay back!"

Suddenly, her hand shot up to her neck.

Francis then noticed she was holding a shard of glass!

Turns out, it was from the clock she had smashed just moments ago, a piece of its glass cover now in her grasp.

"Eddy!"

Rebecca, mistaking him for Eddy, glared at him with bloodshot eyes. "You want me dead, don't you? Well, you don't have to lift a finger. I'll do it myself! Uh..."

Suddenly, her eyelids drooped, her grip loosened, and the glass shard fell to the ground as she collapsed toward Francis.

Francis reached out, catching her firmly.

It was he who had struck her on the back of the neck, knocking her out.

She was too agitated, and he feared she might hurt herself, so he had no choice but to knock her out.

Francis pulled a blanket from the bed, wrapping Rebecca up tightly, and frowning, he stood up and left the room.

"Mr. Francis?"

foot of the stairs,

his head with a furrowed brow. "No

asked,

wasn't supposed to bear weight

"It's fine."

again. "It's almost healed. She's light as a feather. Walking a

Seeing Mr. Francis' insistence, Sawyer didn't

was still pinned against the wall, oblivious to the drama unfolding

by, his usually calm and handsome face was clouded with anger. Suddenly, he lifted his leg and kicked

"Ah!"

screamed in pain, a sound so

without a glance back, continued outside

"Mr. Francis, are you sure

kick had not been

expression was unreadable as he shook his head What Eddy should

even needing a third

to the car, Francis never let go of Rebecca. She

was calm at

then, perhaps haunted by a nightmare, Rebecca began to cry softly,

she whimpered, the more

know what

patting her frail back,

enough, Rebecca calmed

her, brushing a strand of hair from her cheek, whispering, "You're so easy to

a moment of silence, he sighed, "I'm sorry, I've brought this upon