Whispers Turn

Sherilyn was a few ticks past late when she arrived Get glanced at her, stated, they manag 

Sherilyn nodded. “Okay” 

Githert led the way, followed by Carolina, with Shealyn trailing behind. 

The pre surgery prepanations were complete Sylvia fay in the transition rooms bed, and upon seeing here gehe reached out eagerly. Everyone’s here? 

“Grandma” 

“Sylvia” 

“Oh Holding onto Gilbert and Caroline’s hands, Sylvia offered words of comfort, ‘Dont worry, des nyong to the just fine 

Then, her gaze landed on Sherilyn Sherilyn, come closer. Let row have a look at you 

me 

“Sylvia Sherlyn stepped forward, and Sylvia took her hand, saying, ‘Sherilyn, my dew, you’ve grown up and bean woma Once I’m better, I spod you just like I used to, okay?” 

“Yeah okay, Sylvia You better mean it. Let’s do pinky promise: No backing out Lifting her right hand, Sherlyn cuted her toge 

“Huh?” Sylvia paused, then burst into laughter. “Okay, okay” 

Joining in, Sylvia hooked her little finger with Sherilyn’s. “There, I promise, no liars here! Haha 

Watching from the side, Gilbert couldn’t help but smile 

Despite Sherilyn’s flaws, when it came to cheering up Sylvia, no one could beat her. Just a few words had bought so much joy to Sylvia Neither he nor Caroline could match that skill 

“Time to go, Sylvia,” announced a nurse, wheeling Sylw into the surgery room. 

The procedure would last four to five hours, giving the farmilly time to wait in a VIP lounge 

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As noon approached, Caroline glanced at the clock and turned to Gilbert. “Gilbert, feeling hungry? What would you like to eat? order something” 

“Whatever you think is best. I’m easy” Just then, Gilbert’s phone ring with a work call. “I’ve got to take this Excuse me for a moment” Gilbert went out, leaving Caroline and Sherilyn alone in the lounge 

With a smile, Caroline tumed to Sherilyn. How about you?” 

Sherilyn seemed a bit lost, shaking her head. “I’m fine. You guys go ahead.” 

After saying that, she grabbed her bag and headed out 

Hmph Caroline’s smirk faded as she watched Sherilyn leave. “Don’t want to eat? Thats fine by me. I wasn’t keen on sharing a m you anyway.” She signaled to her assistant “Order us something, will you? You know what Gilberties?” 

“Yes, got it. Don’t worry: The assistant was on the task, and the food arrived as Gilbert finished his call 

“Gilbert,” Caroline beckoned with a smile, “come sit down. It’s all your favorites. Time to eat” 

“Sounds good.” Gilbert put away his phone and took his seat. He was about to dig in when he paused, looking around. “Where’s Sherilyn?” 

“Oh, her?” Caroline said casually. “She stepped out, saying she wasn’t hungry 

“Not hungry?” Gilbert scoffed, almost as if Sherilyn had trademarked the term for her use, a default response to anything offered. He put down his utensils, ready to stand. 

“Where are you off to? Caroline reached out to stop him. 

Gilbert replied, “To find her for lunch” 

“Just leave it!” Caroline smiled, shaking her head as she tried to reason with him. “I think she meant it. Have you forgotten what she’s studying? Dance. They’re all about majhtaining their diet” 

“Diet?” Gilbert was skeptical. He had seen Sherilyn’s oppetite. Despite her short time back, she could eat, and she could eat like a horse “You don’t know her like I do. She can eat with that, he stood up, determined to find her 

In a moment, Caroline’s expression darkened 

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