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!

sound, step by step, is this the

the voice

puzzled. Had

Crash!

noise, as something heavy fell, making the

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

Was it Sherilyn?

as he rushed to the door, stepping over the skewed metal

It was Sherilyn!

from the sight of her lying there, Edgar

one knee, carefully, and scooped her

"Sherilyn!"

shut, she

frowned deeply, checking her breathing, which was very weak. She

you

Sherilyn, then, lifting

"Hang in there, Sherilyn!"

was waiting outside; once they got there, she

Sherilyn, Edgar stepped over the unstable

sounded from behind! The ground

back, the metal

where Sherilyn had been

allen to the delet

lying!

air, breaking

That was close!

he found Sherilyn

a moment later,