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

suddenly, the voice

looked around, puzzled. Had

Crash!

heavy fell, making the

of the wall had collapsed, and a metal door was leaning awkwardly to one side, almost flat

Was it Sherilyn?

Edgar's first thought, his heart racing as he rushed to the door, stepping over the

It was Sherilyn!

her

on one knee, carefully, and scooped her up in

"Sherilyn!"

were tightly shut,

breathing, which was very weak. She

I'm getting you out of

Edgar wrapped a blanket around Sherilyn, then, lifting her onto his back, he

"Hang in there, Sherilyn!"

was waiting outside; once they got there, she would

Edgar stepped over the unstable metal

a loud crash sounded from behind! The

the metal door

where Sherilyn had been

allen to the delet

lying!

for air, breaking out in a cold

That was close!

he found Sherilyn in

if the firefighters had arrived a moment later, it wouldn't