Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1226

"Enough!"

Gilbert cut her off, his eyes flashing coldly at the corners. "I won't let you get worse-"

Sherilyn suddenly burst out laughing, her voice sharp and defiant. "You think I'm going to cooperate? Not a chance!"

She met his gaze head-on, refusing to back down.

"Therapy doesn't work without my consent. I won't take the meds, either. I'll just spit them out the moment your back is turned!"

"Sherilyn! Sherilyn!" Gilbert's temper snapped. He raised a hand, meaning to grip her shoulders, but froze halfway.

He couldn't touch her. Physical contact could trigger her episodes.

A bitter smile tugged at Sherilyn's lips as she watched him hesitate. "My illness can't be cured. That's the smallest of your worries. The real problem is that you can't even lay a hand on me. You'll have to stand by and watch as I wither away, right in front of you. Can you really bear that? Are you sure this is what you want?"

"You're threatening me..." Gilbert's voice cracked, low and lost. "You know. You know exactly how I feel..."

She knew he could never just watch her fade away.

"You..." He drew a shaky breath. "You're only doing this because you know I love you. You're using that against me..."

That was the only reason she dared threaten him so recklessly with her own body as the weapon.

"What else am I supposed to do?" Sherilyn shrugged, arching an eyebrow. "I've thought about running away. But let's be honest-could I ever really escape?"

Gilbert refused to

there was

was now officially on his records-he

couldn't leave Sunhaven. She had to stay for

her go of his own free will, in

how could she possibly

her condition got bad enough, she'd finally

I can

out a long breath, almost relieved. "So,

No..." Gilbert shook

barely above a whisper.

won't agree to this. If you want to

treatment, I'll find another way.

door and yanked

"Gilbert!"

door slammed shut with a thunderous bang, as if it had crashed straight

it. Even after all this, he

to get even

...

but hadn't made

"Mr. Harrison! Gilbert Harrison!"

stopped. Hardly anyone addressed him that formally.