Gilbert looked down, nodding, "Sure, what do you want to talk about?"
"Aren't you going to ask how I got hurt?"
That question...
Gilbert paused for a moment, closing his first aid kit. "Although I'm not sure what happened, I believe my brother didn't mean it."
"Hmm?" Caroline hesitated, then forced a smile. "Yeah, he didn't mean it. But sometimes, it's the unintentional hurts that cut the deepest."
Gilbert found himself at a loss for words.
Relationships are between two people. Outsiders can only make things worse by interfering, not to mention they can't really help.
"Gilbert."
Caroline suddenly asked, "If, and I'm only saying if... if Francis truly betrayed me, would you stand by me?"
"Why would you think that?" Gilbert's heart sank; he didn't want to answer.
"I'm asking, what if!"
Caroline demanded an answer, her eyes reddening. "Gilbert, you promised me, you'd always be there for me. You'll help me, won't you?"
Gilbert frowned, silent for a long while before finally speaking. "If it ever comes to that, I won't just stand by and do nothing. I won't abandon you."
That was all he could say.
Then, picking up his first aid kit, he stood up. "You'll sleep in the guest room downstairs tonight. I'll go grab some clothes for you."
...
Gilbert went up to the master bedroom, which was pitch dark. Sherilyn was already asleep.
He didn't turn on the main light but opted for the bedside lamp instead.
Then, he entered the walk-in closet and came out with a set of clothes, sitting down by the bed.
Not wanting to startle Sherilyn, he kept his voice low.
"Sherilyn."
Sherilyn didn't respond, but Gilbert saw her eyelashes flutter. He knew she wasn't asleep.
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