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?

me, wanted to drag me

was shocked; Gilbert was really getting

"Sherilyn."

his words carefully, "I told him,

I'm

"Goodbye."

the phone, deep

she supposed to prepare

other end, Edgar stood by a window at the end of the hallway in his home. Outside, the

closed his

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

the first time he saw Sherilyn at the Neon Nights Bar... She was so beautiful, shining brightly on stage! It was the first time in his life

for her at that first encounter. Honor the meeting, cherish the feeling. "Sherilyn..." Edgar murmured with closed

parked at the building.

Sherilyn frowned, shaking

walked over, looking down at

his