Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1158

Chapter 1158

Here's your text, adapted into a Westernized, localized English novel style, with Western names, foods, customs, and natural, conversational tone:

When he walked in, she instinctively stepped back out of the room.

Rebecca White was gasping for breath, drenched in sweat, her body trembling slightly.

She still wasn't fully awake-she couldn't tell if this was real or just some lingering nightmare.

"Becca?"

Francis strode over to her, sitting at the edge of the bed and reaching for her hand. "Hey, you're awake? Did you have a bad dream?"

The sudden touch startled Rebecca. She yanked her hand away as if burned.

"Becca? What's going on-"

*Smack!*

Before Francis could finish, Rebecca swung her arm and slapped him right across the face.

She stared down at her own hand, utterly confused, then jumped out of bed and bolted for the door.

"Rebecca!"

his daze, quickly catching her before she could leave the

tell me

"Let go of me!"

I have

didn't quite understand, but he could guess enough

I'm too late,

"Rebecca..."

his arms, holding her close. "Hey, snap out of

"Fran...cis?"

as she repeated his

her gaze finally sharpening, coming back to

you recognize

chin. "It's me-Francis. I'm Jamie's dad. Our Jamie is. safe no one

spoke softly, almost whispering,

doing great. You see him every

to process every word,

went red. She looked down, and tears

"You..."

forming in his mind. "You remember... everything

shut, her voice shaking with tears. "I remember... I was pregnant with Jamie-thirty-nine weeks and six days. He was

heart twisting. These were

he caught an infection... had to stay in the NICU. But whenever I held him, he'd

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