Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Where was Sherilyn off to?

Gilbert furrowed his brow, quickening his pace.

"Gilbert." A crisp, slightly sharp voice called out from the side.

Turning, Gilbert saw Caroline approaching with a smile, still dressed in her stage costume, with Caleb in tow.

"Caroline?" Gilbert frowned, "What are you doing here?"

"Just here for work." Caroline glanced at Caleb with a smile.

"Mr. Johnson," Caleb explained, "Caroline, out of consideration for me, agreed to make a cameo in a couple of scenes."

"I got a call from Mr. Marshall at the last minute, and I couldn't say no to him. Luckily, I was free," Caroline added.

Before her trip to Switzerland, she had paused all her work, and hadn't scheduled anything upon her return.

Gilbert nodded slightly, "I see."

"Mr. Johnson."

Caleb then extended an invitation, "We're about to wrap up for the day. The crew is planning a dinner, and Caroline will be joining. Would you care to join us, Mr. Johnson?" "Let's go together."

Caroline quickly made the decision for him, "Gilbert, I'm going to take off my makeup. Wait for me, it's settled then." "Alright."

merely nodding

to be seen. Had she run off at the sight of him? "Mr. Johnson." A timid voice

looked over, not recognizing the

stiffened into an awkward smile, "Mr. Johnson, I'm Karol, an artist with Nexus Media

match faces

Karol pressed on, "Are

her a direct look, "Do you know where she

nodded, holding

bag,

is in the restroom.

I brought her

"Not feeling well?"

furrowed at once, "What's wrong with her? Where

"Don't worry."

just... Sherilyn is having her monthly visitor,

clarification, Gilbert understood; Sherilyn

hadn't intentionally run away

always had cramps during her period, making her uncomfortable. Was she feeling unwell just now? Nodding at Karol, he urged her, "Go ahead, don't keep

Karol smiled,

"Sure."

the 'items' Karol had brought, thanking her,

quite unexpected. She hadn't felt the usual pre-warning signs, Rot like before when she