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 her a surprising

"Get the doctor!"

nurse. If this continued, he

off, returning

need to administer

"Understood!"

go! Let go of

took both Gilbert and a nurse to barely

sedative was

drooped, her body

sigh, gently

...

corridor, Sherilyn sat on a bench, catching glimpses of

more serious than she

followed by Gilbert. He

back tiredly, his gaze fixed on the door. "It was

Sherilyn understood he meant the night

"Yeah."

of Caroline, she couldn't help but feel a pang of pity. To end up in such a state was truly tragic. But

asked,

"Sherilyn."

me... Do you get that? I can't just abandon her." Sherilyn paused, then

his grip

mock laugh escaping her.