Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1171

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Nightwind City, Sapphire Springs Medical Center.

It was a typical rainy morning when Caroline finished her checkup, accompanied by her caregiver. As they wheeled past the outpatient clinic, fat raindrops started pelting the sidewalk outside.

"Ms. Bennett, how about we wait inside until the rain lets up?" her caregiver suggested.

Caroline nodded, "Yeah, good idea."

They rolled into the lobby, which was already filling up with folks trying to stay dry. People shook out umbrellas and stamped water off their boots, the whole place smelling faintly of wet wool and coffee from the vending machine.

Suddenly, the glass doors swung open and a guy dashed in, shaking rain from his hair like a wet retriever. He pulled out his cell and called, "Rebecca, hang on..."

It was Eddy—a familiar face, even after all these years. He was running his

fingers through his damp hair, not noticing Caroline at all.

On his phone, Eddy said, "Hey Rebecca, hope I'm not waking you up."

Rebecca White's voice came through, a little sleepy. "I'm awake. Did you see my mom?"

"Yeah, I did." Eddy grinned, his voice warm. "Jacquetta's doing much better. You don't have to worry."

"Thanks, Eddy."

"Just happened to be here,

stared, hardly daring to breathe. That face-she'd know it anywhere. It was burned into

really here. Not some dream, not a trick of

her caregiver asked, concern in her

even hear her. She was whispering

say that name? Rebecca? Could it possibly be the same

unlocked her phone. She quickly snapped a photo of Eddy, glancing

she said, voice

"Yes, Ms. Bennett?"

me back to my

"But it's still raining-"

said take me back!" Caroline

her quickly down the hall,

shivering in her wheelchair,

for you, or you'll catch a

barely heard her, mind racing. She gripped her phone so tightly her knuckles went white. She needed

No, he'd never

have Rebecca White's.ne

scrolled through her contacts

...

morning in Nightwind City, it was the middle of the

his study, Gilbert had