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!"

before she could leave the room. He wrapped his arms around her,

Please, tell

"Let go of me!"

in his arms, desperate. "They took Jamie away! I have to catch up-I have to find

didn't quite understand, but he

If I'm too late, I'll never see

"Rebecca..."

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

"Fran...cis?"

eyes went unfocused as she repeated his name. Slowly, she looked

finally sharpening, coming back to

you recognize

cupping her chin. "It's me-Francis. I'm Jamie's dad. Our Jamie is. safe

softly, almost whispering, afraid to

great. You see

at him, trying to process every word, slowly coming back to

down, and tears spilled freely down

"You..."

forming in

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

his heart twisting. These were

born, he caught an infection... had to stay in the NICU. But whenever I

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