Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 628



Rebecca had lost her sight years ago, making the simple joys of life, like flying a kite, seem like distant memories. But today, Francis was determined to change that.

He jogged over to where Rebecca was standing, quietly signaling the nurse to step aside. "Jane?" Rebecca's voice trembled as she felt the nurse's hand leave hers. She reached out into the void, her voice laced with concern, "Where have you gone? Are you alright?"

Instead of the familiar touch of her nurse, her hand was met with another - one that was unmistakably masculine, with long fingers and pronounced knuckles. Startled, Rebecca attempted to retract her hand, but the stranger held on, "Don't be scared, it's me."

Recognizing the voice as her neighbor, Rebecca's anxiety eased, though confusion took its place, "What are you doing?"

"Here," Francis said, placing the handle of the kite's reel in her hand, "Have you ever done this before?"

"Yes," Rebecca nodded, hesitance in her voice, "But I can't see now."

"That doesn't matter," Francis reassured her with a gentle tone, "We're alone here, and there's plenty of space. You can run, and I'll be right beside you. You won't get hurt."

The proposition sparked a sense of adventure in Rebecca, "Then, I'll give it a try."

"Wonderful," Francis encouraged with a smile, "Let's run."

With the kite's reel in hand, Rebecca took cautious steps forward, Francis by her side guiding her, "This way, with the wind!"

Encouraged, Rebecca began to run faster, the crisp wind on her face not chilling but exhilarating, bringing a smile to her face.

On the outskirts of the field, Gilbert watched the scene unfold with a growing chill in his gaze. He remained silent, but soon, Francis noticed him and gestured for the nurse to take over.

"What's up?" Rebecca slowed, turning towards the nurse, "He left?"

"Yes, the gentleman had to attend to something," the nurse explained.

Frowning slightly, Rebecca pondered, "Jane, who is he, exactly?"

The nurse offered a sheepish smile, "I'm not sure, just that he lives next door."

Back in the house, Gilbert lounged on the sofa with an air of disdain, "So, big brother, you've settled down here?" Francis' brow furrowed, "Mind your words."

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The question hinged on more than neighborly concern; it was the scrutiny of a man sensing a deeper connection.

Francis met his brother's gaze, revealing a truth Gilbert had not anticipated, "Gilbert, Rebecca is James' mother."

"Obviously," Gilbert's irritation was quick to show, but realization dawned just as fast, "Wait... you don't mean "

Francis confirmed, "Yes."

"You've lost your mind!" Gilbert stood abruptly, his reaction a mix of

and disapproval, "What about lock

Caroline? You promised-"

Francis remained calm, "Caroline and I broke up."

The revelation hung heavily in the

room, a testament to the complete

web of relationships and emotions entangling the lives of those in this quiet neighborhood. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.