Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

When Gilbert buried his face into Sherilyn's neck, he couldn't even muster the courage to look up.

God, he was a bundle of nerves!

At his age, he'd never uttered anything so incredibly embarrassing before!

His heart was racing, pounding so hard he thought it might leap right out of his throat!

And Sherilyn? She was frozen, her gaze locked on the mirror in front of them. All she could see was Gilbert's towering figure behind her and her own stunned reflection.

Did he just say what she thought he said?

Like... he likes her?

It sounded like the punchline of the century!

Who would believe such a thing? Only a fool, surely.

...

Leaving the bustling atmosphere of FOUR hours behind, Sherilyn was headed back to Sunset Ridge Community.

They had just made up, and Gilbert wasn't ready to part ways just yet.

"Why head back? How about we spend the evening..."

"I just want to rest, to sleep." Before he could finish suggesting their evening plans, Sherilyn cut him off, leaning back in her seat, looking utterly spent.

Noticing the slight dark circles under her eyes, Gilbert asked, "Tired?"

"Yes." Sherilyn turned to face him. "The reason I'm this exhausted has a lot to do with you. Please, just let me go back and sleep. I haven't had a good night's rest in days."

Yawning, she added, "So sleepy."

Still, Gilbert couldn't help but feel reluctant, though he had her best interests at heart. "How about you crash at Golden Oak Manor then? It's more comfortable there, and your place is so cramped..."

"Gilbert." Sherilyn couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.

"Do you really think that just because I agreed to patch things up, I'm supposed to be all smiles and sunshine around you?"

Through their time together, she realized as long as she didn't mention breaking up or touch his sore spots, he was pretty agreeable.

"If that's what you're thinking, you better get over it. I haven't forgotten about the other day when you went off on me."

"I went off on you...?"

Gilbert, taken aback, wanted to argue.

"Hmm?" Sherilyn raised an eyebrow. "Not true?"

"It's just..." Gilbert reluctantly nodded, admitting to having called her headstrong and willful.

Sherilyn gave a half-smile, closed her eyes, and leaned back. "Just take me back to Sunset Ridge Community, okay?" "Alright."

With Sherilyn still upset, Gilbert had no choice but to comply, even if it meant swallowing his pride.

As they reached the entrance of Sunset Ridge Community, Sherilyn told him to stop. "This is fine. Your car will just cause a fuss with the security, needing to check and register. Too much hassle.

Truthfully, she was worried about running into Jenna.

Sophia often took Jenna out for walks in the afternoon, and driving in would increase the chance of bumping into them.

Grabbing her bag, she hopped out of the car and started jogging towards the complex.

"Be careful!" Gilbert called out from the car window, "Let me know when you get there, a text is fine too!"

"Got it!"

Sherilyn waved back, not looking behind as she ran, her voice carried away by the chilly winter breeze.

Through his vision, she was a vibrant sight in the red down jacket she'd gotten from FOUR hours, her hair flowing freely in the wind.

"She looks beautiful, yeah, really

beautiful. Gilbert murmured to himself, watching until she vanished from sight before reluctantly starting the car again. Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Driving slowly, lost in thought about where to go next since he had planned to spend the whole day with Sherilyn, his hand absentmindedly

tapped on the steering wheel. Suddenly, his gaze fixed on a figure, and he slammed on the brakes.

Had he seen who he thought he saw?

Heart skipping a beat, Gilbert reversed a bit for a better look... It was Jenna! He hadn't been mistaken!