Sherilyn had just turned around when she emerged from the guest room, looking like she had freshened up a bit. Her long hair was neatly combed and tied back.
Her eyes were bloodshot, a sign of a sleepless night.
"Sherilyn," Gilbert took a couple of steps toward her. "Sophia brought over some breakfast. Would you like to have some?"
"Sure," Sherilyn nodded, saying nothing more.
Overnight, she seemed to have lost weight. Her jawline was sharper, and her eyes appeared sunken.
Gilbert started to say something, but his phone rang.
"Hello?"
It was Caroline.
Turning away to take the call, Gilbert lowered his voice. "Yes, that's right... Okay, understood..."
After hanging up, he turned back to see Sherilyn already sitting at the dining table.
She was hunched over, holding a mug of milk to her lips, looking lost in thought.
"Sherilyn."
Gilbert put away his phone and approached her.
Seeing that the milk level had barely changed, he felt a pang in his heart.
"I have something to take care of, need to step out for a bit."
Hearing this, Sherilyn looked up at him with a forced smile. "Got things to do, huh? Well, you better get going then."
"Sherilyn..."
Seeing the forced smile on her face, Gilbert hesitated. His throat tightened, "I'll try to be back soon."
"Go on!" Sherilyn urged, her smile strained. "Don't let me hold you up."
"Alright."
Gilbert gave her a long, meaningful look before turning to leave.
As he did, Sherilyn's expression darkened, her smile vanishing instantly.
He was gone.
Just like that.
As always, it was up to her alone to take care of Jenna, to face everything that came their way!
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