Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 890

"Everyone has their off days, right?" Rebecca White tossed the cotton ball into the trash bin and returned to help Sherilyn stand up. "Let's go home, take it slow. Make sure you're steady on your feet, and don't walk until you're no longer dizzy..." "Got it, big sis Rebecca..."

As they approached the door, Sherilyn's phone rang. It was Edgar.

"Hello?" Sherilyn paused, swiping to answer the call.

"Sherilyn," Edgar's voice came through, filled with concern, "Are you sick?"

"How did you know?" Sherilyn was surprised.

Edgar sidestepped the question, pressing on, "How are you feeling now? Is it serious? Are you still feeling unwell?"

"It's nothing." Sherilyn chuckled, "Just a cold..."

"That's a relief..." Edgar sighed softly, finally addressing her initial question. "Gilbert came looking for me. He told me you were sick."

What? Sherilyn was taken aback, her smile fading. Gilbert actually went to see Edgar?

to confront me, wanted to drag me to

shocked; Gilbert was really

"Sherilyn."

him, I

to prepare yourself-Anyway, I'm hanging up now. Take care of yourself.

"Goodbye."

down the phone, deep in

was she supposed to prepare

by a window at the end of the hallway in

closed his eyes.

would not get close to her again. Loving her was his own affair. Letting her go

Bar... She was so beautiful, shining brightly on stage! It was the first time in his life he had

felt for her at that first encounter. Honor the meeting, cherish the feeling. "Sherilyn..." Edgar murmured with closed eyes, a tear escaping,

to the Sunset Ridge Community. From a distance, they saw Gilbert's flashy Bentley parked at the building. "Why is he here?" Rebecca White looked at Sherilyn, puzzled,

know." Sherilyn frowned, shaking

and walked over, looking down at Sherilyn. She looked a bit better than before,

his throat,