Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 689

Sherilyn was sprawled on the floor, barely hanging on to consciousness.

Mouth agape, she called for help out of sheer instinct.

"Help...somebody...please..."

Her voice was so faint, she raised her hand, clenched it into a fist, and pounded on the door with all her might.

Thump, thump, thump.

It was all she could manage, one knock after the other.

"Please, somebody...help me..."

Suddenly, Edgar halted in his tracks, his ears perking up...someone was there! He heard a voice!

But, it was faint, unclear if it was Sherilyn?

"Sherilyn, is that you?"

His Adam's apple bobbed nervously as he slowed down, afraid of drowning out that slender voice.

Holding his breath, he listened intently.

"Help...please help me..."

It was coming from this direction!

He must be close!

step by step, is this the

suddenly, the

looked around, puzzled. Had

Crash!

something heavy fell, making the ground

collapsed, and a metal door was leaning awkwardly to one side, almost flat on the ground. And at

Was it Sherilyn?

his heart racing as he rushed to

It was Sherilyn!

of her lying there, Edgar

knelt on one knee, carefully, and

"Sherilyn!"

shut, she had lost

very weak. She must have inhaled too much

I'm getting you out

blanket around Sherilyn, then, lifting her onto

"Hang in there, Sherilyn!"

they got

stepped over

a loud crash sounded from behind!

the

where Sherilyn had been

allen to the delet

lying!

for air, breaking out in a cold

That was close!

found Sherilyn in

had arrived a moment later, it wouldn't have made a