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!"

her, but Caroline's despair gave her

"Get the doctor!"

glance at the nurse. If this continued, he feared Caroline might

returning swiftly with the

need to administer a

"Understood!"

go! Let

Gilbert and a nurse to barely restrain Caroline's

sedative was administered, calm

drooped, her body

sigh, gently laying her

...

catching glimpses of the scene through the partially

more serious than she

followed by Gilbert. He looked exhausted as he approached

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

he meant the night

"Yeah."

pang of pity. To

go now?" she asked, making a move

"Sherilyn."

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

Gilbert tightened his grip on

a bit. Sherilyn frowned slightly, a mock laugh