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."

refuse, merely nodding in

but she was nowhere to be seen. Had she run off at the sight of him? "Mr. Johnson." A

looked over, not recognizing the person,

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

faces to names just yet. He

Johnson," Karol pressed on, "Are

a direct look, "Do you

Karol nodded,

bag,

is in the restroom.

I brought

"Not feeling well?"

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

"Don't worry."

hands, "It's just... Sherilyn is having her monthly visitor, I brought her

understood; Sherilyn was on her

hadn't intentionally run away

uncomfortable. Was she feeling unwell just

Karol smiled,

"Sure."

restroom, Sherilyn took the 'items' Karol had brought,

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