Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 289

Honestly, it all seemed like a scene straight out of a Hollywood drama.

"Who even leaked this story?"

Sherilyn was just as confused. "Those kinds of pictures aren't exactly lying around for just anyone to snag, you know?"

"Exactly," Rebecca chimed in. "Guess someone's feathers got ruffled by Hannah stepping into their turf in the entertainment biz, huh?"

With so many players and only so much limelight to go around, and Hannah being the new kid on the block, it was bound to ruffle some feathers.

"Probably," Sherilyn said, rubbing her belly. "I'm getting kinda hungry."

"Me too, let's head out."

...

Two days later, the storm had passed, and the shows were back on.

Ever since Hannah left, Sherilyn's days in the dance crew had become much smoother. Focusing only on rehearsals and performances was as natural to her as breathing and eating.

After wrapping up in Ironforge, they moved on to perform in several other cities.

Back in her hotel room after a night's performance, Sherilyn counted the days on her phone until they'd head to Crestwood.

Then her phone rang. It was Joyce Cooper.

"Mommy! Mum!"

Jenna and Joyce appeared on the screen, Joyce mimicking Jenna's call.

“There you go, both my darlings,” Sherilyn couldn't stop smiling.

"It's so nice," Joyce said. She had watched Sherilyn bloom. "You've really come into your own since diving into your career. You’re glowing, more beautiful than ever!"

Jenna protested. "Mom's always been beautiful! The most beautiful!"

Joyce laughed heartily, caught off guard. "You're absolutely right, sweetie! And what about me?"

Jenna paused, struggling for a moment. "You're the most beautiful too!"

"Oh?" Joyce kept teasing. "And what about you, sweetie?"

[Yeah, that’s the plan.]

[Want me to pick you up?]

Edgar, having wrapped up his business in Ironforge earlier, had already returned. With Sherilyn caught up in her performances, their conversations had been sporadic.

[I’ll be heading back with the crew. Maybe wait for me outside the studio? I’ll text you the time. If it doesn’t work out, I'll make my way back, no worries.]

Edgar didn't press further, understanding the situation.

[Alright, I’ll be there. Waiting for your message.]

[Great.]

Sherilyn put her phone down, catching Rebecca's knowing grin. "So, what’s the deal? You guys official yet?"

"Nope," Sherilyn shook her head. How could they be, after all this time apart?

"Still can't decide?" Rebecca gave her a wink. "He's a great guy and he's good to you... But hey, there's nothing wrong with taking your time."