Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

In the early afternoon, Jenna had finished her lunch and was now peacefully napping.

Sherilyn's phone buzzed promptly, a message from Gilbert.

[I'm downstairs]

He was here to deliver some medicine.

Wrapping herself in a coat, Sherilyn descended the stairs to meet Gilbert, taking the medicine from his hands.

Gilbert pointed to the bag, "There's a label on the box with instructions, and also... you need to visit the clinic for injections every week. I'll remind you about that when it's time."

"Got it," Sherilyn nodded, ready to head back inside, "Thanks for this, you better get going."

"Sherilyn." Gilbert stopped her, a tone of concern in his voice, "Call me anytime if you need anything."

"I will." Sherilyn didn't decline, simply nodding in agreement.

"Sherilyn..." Gilbert hesitated, his brow furrowed, as if struggling to say more.

Sherilyn, puzzled, offered a small smile. "What's up? You look like you're in a tough spot."

Was he thinking about acknowledging Jenna?

Instead, Gilbert's gaze fell to her abdomen, his voice tense, "I just wanted to ask... how are you feeling? Really?"

an ectopic pregnancy, which, despite being successful, could still have

honestly, "I haven't really noticed anything

"That's good to hear."

grew more conflicted, clearly having more

patience was wearing thin with his hesitation. "What are

blurted out, "You heard what Dr. Dalton said today. I wanted to ask what

without saying it outright, was clear to

was asking about Dr. Dalton's mention of a

too early to think about that

her, pressing further, "And after

half a

"Yes."

"For Jenna's sake, we need to consider these things in advance. What if we don't find a donor in the next six months?" Then,

do you mean by 'consider in

"Don't be nervous."

Gilbert could

with. What + mean is, if we're considering having another child... you need

Sherilyn nodded silently, "Yes..."

"Then I understand."

relieved, finally

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