Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Jenna hadn't seen Gilbert all day, and when she finally did, she clung to him like glue, not wanting to let go. "Jenna, it's bedtime. Be a good girl, or mommy will get mad and I won't be able to visit us anymore."

At that, Jenna quickly shut her eyes, "Sleepy time!"

"What a good girl."

Gilbert chuckled under his breath, tucking her in and soothing her to sleep.

When he finally stood to leave, an hour had passed.

Sherilyn was waiting at the door; she was sharing Jenna's room for the night.

As the door opened, she brushed past Gilbert without a glance.

"Sherilyn..." Gilbert caught her arm, trying to explain, "Caroline's been really emotional lately, give it some time..."

"Shh!"

Sherilyn peeked inside, careful not to wake Jenna, and softly closed the door.

Still, her voice was a whisper.

"I don't care about you and your lady's drama, I just want Jenna to be okay."

"Sherilyn?"

Gilbert was puzzled, his brow furrowed.

"I know you don't like Caroline, but... don't you have even a shred of sympathy for her condition?"

"No."

her lips. "If you ask me,

you say that?" Gilbert's

"Feeling sorry for her?"

amusement, "I could say worse.

wrist, she broke free from his grasp

moment, Gilbert was momentarily stunned, unable to

Sherilyn say such things? It was no secret in the upscale Sunhaven

it seemed Caroline harbored deeper

because of

look at

his eyes, sensing something on the tip of

...

to shoot these next few

the play had limited screen

she allowed herself to sleep in. Waking up,

feverishly hot cheeks, "Jenna, it's

She paused mid-sentence.

was Jenna

"Jenna?"

her, but

Jenna, she kept

within her, but wanting

"Jenna, wake up,

e."

"...Mama. Morning."

grabbed a thermometer, checking Jenna's

a beat. Jenna had