Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1234

In that instant, Gilbert held his breath, his gaze locked unblinking on Sherilyn.

Her voice trembled, no matter how hard she tried to steady it. The fear from that day clung to her, crawling back with every word she spoke.

"They cornered me in the alley. Tore at my clothes..." She gripped the edge of the cushion, knuckles white. "I grabbed whatever I could reach and fought them off. I threw anything-anything I could get my hands on. But..."

Her voice faltered, and silent tears streamed down her cheeks.

"Jenna started crying."

Her jaw clenched, voice shaking with fury. "They weren't even human-monsters, animals. They threatened me with Jenna! But, but.....”

The tears came harder now, unstoppable.

"Jenna wouldn't stop crying. She was so scared... She cried so loudly they got annoyed. And then-they tried to smother her with a pillow."

She was just a baby. That act alone was enough to kill her, enough to kill a mother's soul.

A bitter laugh escaped Sherilyn. Her eyes glittered with something fierce and wild. "They underestimated what a mother would do to save her child. I would have died before letting them lay a finger on Jenna."

She'd injured two of those men and ended up at the police station.

happened after that, Joyce

ashen,

every word painted a picture

in stunned silence, staring at

remembered, just over a year

all those years, he thought she'd

How naïve he'd been.

so-called strength was a truth far

was hell itself. It had stripped her bare, broken her

herself back together, piece by

she was nothing like the woman who

he'd sent

wife she'd "died"

words lodged in Gilbert's throat. He tried, again and again, to speak,

"You..."

stopped and looked at

heart twisted. "Are you...

streamed down his handsome face, his eyes red-rimmed

escaped Sherilyn, half-choked,

I fought back. Smashed

"Sherilyn!"