Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1215

"I think I just..."

Rebecca White's face was a mix of shock and disbelief. "Sherilyn, I think I just saw Eddy."

"Him?" Sherilyn's brows shot up. "What would he be doing here? Are you sure you didn't mistake someone else for him?"

"No way." Rebecca's forehead creased in a familiar frown. "I've known him for eight years. I could recognize him from just his silhouette, even from the back of his head. There's no way I'd get it wrong."

"Which way did he go?"

Sherilyn pointed down the corridor.

"That way!"

"Don't stress about it." Sherilyn took Rebecca's arm and steered her along, talking as they walked. "If you think you saw him, let's go check. If it's not him, we'll know soon enough. Come on!"

They headed toward the clinic's restrooms.

At this hour, the corridor was completely empty no sign of life anywhere. They couldn't exactly barge into the restroom to check, either.

"Maybe we should "

"Sherilyn!" Before Sherilyn could finish, Rebecca suddenly gripped her arm tighter, eyes locked ahead.

"It's him!"

outside the restroom, Eddy stepped out, pausing

and walked straight toward

Eddy's surprise was obvious; he'd seen her

at each other. Rebecca stopped

doing here?" She let out a bitter laugh. "Honestly, that's what I want to ask you. What are you doing

Eddy's voice faltered, words

gaze dropped

left elbow. The right sleeve was rolled up, exposing his forearm. Two-thirds of it was tightly wrapped in medical gauze-stark, sterile white

"You're hurt? What happened?"

forcing a smile, eyes darting

and she knew

and nodded toward the

"...Alright."

from each other. Sherilyn took a seat a little

to see Dr. Wilson about my sleepwalking. I've finally recovered the

face. "And you? Tell me the truth, Eddy. If you're just going to dodge

a weary

for...well, for psychological reasons." He didn't bother denying

"So your