Gilbert sat on the edge of his bed, cheeks puffed out, feeling a sourness around his eyes that he couldn't shake.
It was supposed to be a sweet moment, yet why did everything taste so bitter in his mouth?
Sherilyn, I'm sorry…
Jenna, I'm sorry…
…
Late at night.
At Golden Oak Manor.
Gilbert stepped out of the shower, his skin still damp and shining. He switched on the TV and stumbled upon a documentary, hitting the play button.
"From the moment of conception, a woman's body undergoes a myriad of changes…"
He was watching a documentary on pregnancy and childbirth.
The room was dark, lit only by the faint glow of the TV screen that flickered across Gilbert's face.
He watched intently, murmuring, "So, pregnancy is this painful…"
Even with the support of husbands and families, the pregnant women in the documentary seemed to be walking a tightrope between life and death.
And then there was Sherilyn.
Gilbert covered his eyes with a hand.
Sherilyn had been only 20 years old! Alone in Crestwood, how did she endure those long ten months… And afterwards, those long three years, raising Jenna alone!
She was just a little girl when she had Jenna!
It was hard to imagine, a frail young girl, taking care of an even smaller, sickly child…
It wasn't the prolonged four years that had eroded Sherilyn's love, but… his own cruelty and decisiveness!
"Ugh!" Gilbert suddenly stood up, grabbed a glass from the table, and hurled it to the ground with all his might!
The glass shattered into pieces!
Gilbert closed his eyes in pain.
Sherilyn would never forgive him… Never… Ever!
Meanwhile, in Sunset Ridge Community.
Jenna was fast asleep, but Sherilyn lay awake, eyes wide open.
Her hands were clasped tightly across her chest…
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