Staring at Sheryl, Sue could not help but laugh. She then advised her cautiously,"Sher, if you don't like Anthony that much, then you should let him go. Such a great man like him deserves better, someone who can truly love him wholeheartedly. It's the right thing to do." Sue's heart had been yearning for Anthony for all those years. So she cheered at the thought of him possibly being available in the near future.
She remembered what Holley had once said to her. As long as Anthony was Sheryl's boyfriend, she couldn't do anything to hurt Sheryl.
But if Sheryl didn't even like Anthony at all, then staying together would make them both unhappy in the long run. 'In that case, should I go for it? It may be my only green light. I'd rather fail and get hurt than hold back and regret it later, ' Sue told herself.
Reflecting on her friend's words, Sheryl kept silent for a moment but soon after snapped out of it, reinforcing her determination. "I promise, Sue. I would never do anything to hurt Anthony as long as he doesn't wrong me himself. So stop worrying and please, just trust me." Sheryl's tone was a bit too assertive as if she had felt somewhat attacked by Sue's comments.
Sue had had one cup too many that night. Realizing that, Sheryl got up determined to leave. As she threw her coat on, she addressed Sue,"You had way too much to drink. It's late. Just go to bed and get some rest."
"Sher!" Sue called out, stopping Sheryl from leaving. She attempted to stand up, stumbling over her chair. Disoriented, she looked vaguely in Sheryl's direction trying to focus on her face and politely asked by waving her finger in the air,"Please wait a moment."
She then wobbled over to Sheryl and tried to persuade her,"I can ignore the fact that you will go to take care of Charles. I can also keep silent if Anthony asks me. But..."
Sue hiccuped and quickly continued with her thoughts,"Could you please just think about what I said to you just now? Please just let Anthony go if you really don't love him."
Without a second thought, Sheryl dismissed Sue's request,"You are so drunk." She edged past her and went straight to the door.
As much as she tried to ignore her words, they had actually hit a nerve.
Sheryl had mixed feelings about it. Was Sue right? Was leaving him the right thing to do? She spent the whole night contemplating that question.
The next morning, Sheryl woke Shirley up really early as they had to walk the long road to Dream Garden. On the way, she quickly bought some breakfast for Charles, in hopes to do everything just right during her first official day as a caretaker.
"Mom, where are we going?" Shirley asked bleary-eyed. She had not had enough sleep. With unsteady steps, she grabbed Sheryl's hand as they were walking.
Sheryl knew exactly what to say,"Don't you want to play with Charlie? I am taking you to see him." She then looked at her daughter expectantly. As if on cue, Shirley's eyes opened widely and she could no longer hold her excitement.
Since Charles had given her the house keys, Sheryl didn't bother to ring the bell. She just opened the door and started preparing breakfast, while Shirley quietly sneaked upstairs.
A few minutes later, she came back down together with Charlie. Wearing the cutest onesie, Charlie stood still in front of Sheryl, eyes full of sadness. He then proceeded to confess,"Sher, I thought you disliked me."
"Why do you say that?" Sheryl wondered all confused. She stared deeply into Charlie's eyes and asked him again on a softer tone,"Why do you have this feeling?"
"Because..." Charlie began explaining. He paused to organize his words. His frown deepened but he bravely continued,"You refused to see me when dad took me to see you earlier. So I thought you had gotten tired of me." The little boy felt truly dejected and sad.
Sheryl hadn't realized how much her actions had hurt Charlie. She crouched down to him, and smiled gently, while reassuring him,"Trust me, I love you to the moon and back."
"Really? Do you love me just like you love Shirley?" inquired the boy on a more hopeful tone. His eyes were brighter, filled with expectations and longing.
"Yes, I like you as I like Shirley," Sheryl nodded and replied decisively. She didn't know why Charlie's deep eyes affected her so much.
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