Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Sherilyn paused, a hint of surprise flickering in her eyes. Had he finally seen the light?

Although slightly puzzled by the sudden shift in his demeanor, the outcome was precisely what she had hoped for.

"Okay," Sherilyn said with a small, pursed-lip smile. "Take care, I'm off."

"You too..."

Edgar Ferguson nodded slightly, stepping out of the car to open the door for her.

Their eyes met, sharing a laugh.

Sherilyn waved at him. "I'm heading in. It's snowing; drive safely."

"I will. Go ahead, I'll wait till you're inside before I leave."

"Okay."

Sherilyn turned and walked away.

The moment she turned, the smile on Edgar's face vanished, leaving behind a depth of emotion in his eyes that couldn't be easily dispelled. Watching her retreating figure, he murmured softly, "Sherilyn, I'll wait for you."

He understood Sherilyn's predicament.

From her point of view, it totally made sense.

As a mother, her daughter had to come first... He couldn't and wouldn't compete with Jenna...

could do

for the day Jenna was out of

then, he

to wait was voluntary, independent

Jenna would be better, and Sherilyn

be

his hopes, Sherilyn and Gilbert did end up

he wouldn't have any

falling snowflake, "This is my

...

in her apartment, Jenna had already bathed and

was still bustling about. Sherilyn noticed the

vel.se

ingredients, snacks, and g

red...

asked, picking it up but not recognizing

window decorations," Sophia explained with a laugh. "Don't you know? Haven't you done it

recognized it. "I know, but it's been a

a child living with her grandma, it was an annual tradition. But after moving to the Johnson family, such tasks were left to the servants. And later, in

rolled up her sleeves. "Let me do

"Sure."

she reflected, "Christmas' is

it just? Once you grow up, time

moved to the window, pulled back the curtain, and carefully placed the decoration, smoothing it