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?

confront me, wanted to drag me to see

Gilbert was really

"Sherilyn."

"I told him, I

to prepare yourself-Anyway, I'm

"Goodbye."

phone, deep

she supposed

of the hallway in his home. Outside, the lights of Sunhaven at night

suddenly closed his

her. But he would not let her know, would not get close to her again. Loving her was his own affair. Letting her go

the Neon Nights Bar... She was so beautiful, shining brightly on stage! It was the first time

only by not clinging, not disturbing, could he be worthy of the awe he felt for her at that first encounter. Honor the meeting, cherish the feeling.

distance, they saw Gilbert's flashy Bentley parked at the building. "Why

don't know." Sherilyn frowned, shaking her

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

cleared his