Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Rebecca was an unexpected puzzle even for Sherilyn, and that's saying something.

Compared to Gilbert, Francis was more of a quiet and steady guy. Sure, he wasn't the life of the party, but silent? Hardly. Yet, around Rebecca, it was as if he had taken a vow of silence.

It wasn't that he seemed upset or impatient, far from it.

Puzzled, Sherilyn couldn't help but give Francis a few more glances, only to notice his ears, red as ripe tomatoes.

Was Francis embarrassed?

But why? Because Rebecca was a girl he wasn't familiar with?

Oh, brother... Such a hopeless romantic.

The next day, Sherilyn made her way to the dance studio.

Daphne Hansen had returned to her usual routine at the studio.

Waiting in Daphne's office, Sherilyn didn't have to wait long before Daphne appeared, "Sherilyn, you're here? Have a seat, don't bother standing up."

"Alright." Sherilyn started to get up but sat back down, following Daphne's words.

"Just got back to the studio, and it's been non-stop, I swear my feet don't know they're not my hands anymore. Kept you waiting long?"

Daphne brought out some cookies and coffee, making herself comfortable, "So, what brings you here? Spill the beans."

her lip,

what could she do? With a baby on the way, her options were

wouldn't have had the chance to shine on her

you looking so troubled?"

breath, Sherilyn mustered her courage, "I'm here to... to resign. I'm

froze, her expression turning blank.

moment, Sherilyn could feel the intensity of Daphne's

"Sherilyn, don't tell me, after all my trust in you, sending

the temptations of

network, you

Hansen, it's

blurted out,

Daphne was stunned, her

she murmured,

Daphne

she was Gilbert's,

it was

find such a

and she had really

investing in her!

belongs to

get married, settle

only