Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Tell me the truth, the doctor's just spouting nonsense, right?"

Caroline suddenly grasped Gilbert's shirt collar with a fierce grip, her eyes burning with a wild intensity. "He's nothing but a quack, isn't he?"

Gilbert's lips were pressed into a thin line, his response a heavy silence.

Earlier today, during Caroline's check-up, the doctor had discovered an alarming lack of sensation and reflex in her legs.

The doctor's words still echoed hauntingly in the air...

"Mr. Johnson, Ms. Bennett's car accident caused severe damage to her lower back muscles and nerves. I'm afraid she won't be able to use her legs anymore." "What does that mean?"

"Paralysis."

Those words plunged Caroline into despair and dragged Gilbert into a pit of guilt.

"Speak up! Say something!"

Caroline's voice cracked as her emotions teetered on the edge of hysteria, her eyes bloodshot and fiery.

"Oh, God... I'm never going to recover! I'm useless now! What's the point of even living?"

Letting go of him, she collapsed towards the floor!

"Caroline!"

"Let me go! I told you to let go!"

Caroline's despair gave

"Get the doctor!"

glance at the nurse. If this continued, he

hurried off, returning swiftly

need to administer

"Understood!"

Let

both Gilbert and a nurse to barely

sedative was administered, calm

drooped, her body losing all

sigh, gently laying her back

...

the corridor, Sherilyn sat on a bench, catching glimpses of the scene through the partially opened

serious

left first, followed by Gilbert.

beside her, leaning back tiredly, his gaze fixed

words were vague, but Sherilyn understood he meant the

"Yeah."

she couldn't help but feel a pang of pity.

now?" she asked, making

"Sherilyn."

you get that? I can't just abandon her." Sherilyn

tightened his grip on her

laugh escaping her. "If I don't understand,