Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 356

"Where on earth could Sherilyn be?"

The news from Sawyer and Charles wasn't promising. They had combed through every nook and cranny of Emerald Vista Avenue, turning the place upside down, but there was no sign of Sherilyn.

For nearly 24 hours, it was as if she had vanished into thin air.

No check-ins at hotels or motels.

No sightings at bus terminals, airports, or even at the traffic accident departments…

Caroline came by, urging them to come eat.

"Sylvia, Francis, Gilbert, breakfast is ready. Come have something to eat," she said.

"Oh, how can I even think about eating?" Sylvia sighed deeply.

"Sylvia," Caroline gently persuaded, "I know you're worried, but you need to take care of yourself too."

She then turned to Francis, "You too, especially with you still in recovery. You need your strength."

"Alright," Francis nodded, glancing at Gilbert. "Let's go eat."

"No, thanks."

Gilbert shook his head, making his way upstairs. "Grandma, big bro, you guys go ahead. I'm not hungry."

"Gilbert..." Caroline started, wanting to follow and persuade him.

"Let him be," Francis stopped her, seemingly understanding Gilbert's need for solitude.

Caroline paused, puzzled. Was Francis insinuating Gilbert was venting for Sherilyn?

...

Upstairs, Gilbert didn't head to his own room but to Sherilyn's, collapsing onto her bed still clothed.

Burying his face deep into her pillow, he could smell her scent with every breath.

"Where are you?" he whispered to himself.