Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 373

The moment Gilbert realized what was happening, his nerves went taut, and he felt like his soul was about to leave his body. Sherilyn was inside!

He dropped his hockey stick and sprinted towards the changing rooms.

"Gilbert..."

Yates barely had time to call out; Gilbert was already a blur, moving faster than a shadow.

Chaos reigned near the changing rooms.

"What's going on?"

"There's a gas leak in the changing room, and some idiot lit a cigarette!"

And just like that, disaster struck.

The changing room was obliterated, its doorframe blown off, and the glass walls shattered into a million pieces.

Clouds of smoke billowed, lit by the tongues of fire within.

Sherilyn...

Sherilyn was in there!

With a face pale as death, Gilbert pushed through the crowd, desperate to get inside.

"Gilbert!"

Yates, arriving breathlessly, grabbed him, "What are you doing? You can't... you can't go in there!"

"Let go!"

Gilbert's eyes burned with fury.

"Sherilyn's in there!"

"And?!"

Yates was taken aback, disbelief in his voice, "Since when did you become so reckless? What's going in there going to do? Get yourself killed?"

"Look! What's that?"

"My God! Is that... a person?"

"Jesus! Can you even tell who it is?"

Hearing this exchange, Yates swallowed hard, a sense of dread washing over him. It couldn't be... Sherilyn, could it?

Gilbert's muscles tensed, his gaze fixed fiercely on Yates, "Are you going to let go or what?"

Uh... Yates, momentarily cowed by his glare, let go.

Suddenly, a familiar figure caught his eye.

His hand shot out, pulling Gilbert back.

"Yates!" Gilbert was furious, "What the hell..."