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 she sipped, slow

was thick with

him so tentative, so careful

figured he must already

her, a thousand

was he supposed

his voice low.

surprised, only

"What's wrong with you?"

gaze searched hers, heavy with worry. "And... how long has it been going

She didn't answer.

a time, then placed the

then did she lift her head to meet his

she spoke, it

I'm going to

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

rimmed with red. "It's just psychological... I'll find you the best therapist!

"Gilbert."

him off with a gentle

intently. "How did you know I was sick? Or that it

Gilbert froze.

suspected something was off, but every time he started to worry, she'd act perfectly normal, and he'd convince himself it was all in his

what the doctor

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