Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

And yeah, Sherilyn was taking Jenna along.

Jenna was so little, and not exactly in the best of health...

Gilbert instantly felt a twinge of regret. He shouldn't have smoked so much just now. Grabbing a pack of gum, he threw three pieces into his mouth and started chewing mechanically.

The sickly sweet taste spread across his tongue. He wondered, maybe it could tone down the smell of the smoke a bit?

Fifteen minutes later, Sherilyn emerged.

Gilbert straightened up and walked towards her, his gaze burning into her. "Sherilyn."

Sherilyn frowned, avoiding his gaze. "If you've got something to say, just say it."

"It's not really the place here."

Gilbert glanced at her expression and said lightly, "How about we find a cozy spot to sit down and talk?"

Why? Sherilyn looked up, puzzled.

But he seemed pretty insistent. With no other choice, Sherilyn nodded. "Alright."

The area wasn't bustling with activity. Sherilyn led Gilbert to a dessert cafe she and Jenna had just visited.

They sat down opposite each other.

"What'll you have?"

"Nothing for me." Sherilyn shook her head. Was she here to drink something?

both, "Then, two strawberry

so, he got up

was filled with doubts. Strawberry milkshakes...? And two

she could ponder any further, Gilbert returned with the milkshakes, placing

"Drink up."

slightly,

you want to talk

no hurry, cradling the milkshake and taking a

like happiness in

shivered; those words... they were the same as Jenna's

cup, gently

little girl

really into

fearing Sherilyn

"You know, Mickey Mouse's

Mouse toy the same size as her,

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words, watching his lips move, Sherilyn clenched

fixed on

She understood!

He knew everything!

she slip up? How did he find her

his puzzle,

slightly, his

if trying