Chapter 1224

Sherilyn...

It was true.

Clutching the pill bottle, Gilbert felt an ache twist deep in his chest.

When Sherilyn woke, Gilbert was already back, sitting quietly at her bedside.

"You're awake?"

He stood from his chair as soon as her eyes opened, but kept a safe distance, asking gently, "How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay." Sherilyn nodded, propping herself up against the pillows.

"Would you like some water?"

"Yes, please."

Gilbert got up, poured a glass, and set it on the nightstand, leaning in just enough

to place it within her reach. "It's hot-almost too hot."

He remembered her quirks: she never cared for lukewarm water. It had to be either piping hot or ice-cold.

"Thank you."

glass, her eyes lowered as

was

tentative, so

figured he must already

his chair and watched her, a thousand

was he

his lips and spoke, his voice low.

look surprised, only

"What's wrong with you?"

searched hers, heavy with worry. "And... how long has

She didn't answer.

her water one small sip at a time, then placed the empty glass

lift her head to meet

it wasn't

I'm going to break my promise, Gilbert. I

vanish from Gilbert's lungs. Bitterness washed over him,

rimmed with red. "It's just psychological...

"Gilbert."

cut him off with a gentle laugh,

you know I was sick? Or that

Gilbert froze.

worry, she'd act perfectly normal, and

what the

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