Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

“What? Did I hear that right?” Sherilyn was frozen solid, unable to move or even muster a facial expression. She was in shock, disbelief clouding her mind.

"What... what did you say just now?"

"Excuse me?" Daphne chuckled. "Can't understand what I'm saying?"

She shook her head, "This is a one-time offer, darling. Or do you prefer the limelight of the entertainment industry over returning to the dance studio?"

"I do! I mean, yes!"

Sherilyn was a bundle of excitement, her face flushed with emotion, words tumbling out in a jumble.

"No, I mean... Ms. Hansen, what I'm trying to say is, I want to return to the dance studio! I want to dance with you!"

Her thoughts slowly started to align. Too eager, her eyelashes caught a tear.

"Ms. Hansen, I'm sorry, I'm just... so happy!"

She couldn't have dreamed of getting a second chance at the dance studio, especially with Daphne herself reaching out to her!

"Thank you, Ms. Hansen... thank you for giving me another chance."

It was clear she was genuinely overjoyed.

Sherilyn, despite her mistakes, was a talented dancer and truly passionate about dancing. These days, choosing the dance studio over the glittering allure of the entertainment industry was indeed

rare. The entertainment world was dazzling, the temptation of fame and fortune not something everyone could resist.

Daphne nodded in approval. "No need to thank me."

[If you really want to thank someone, thank Mr. Johnson.]

She didn't voice that thought, respecting Gilbert's wish to remain anonymous.

"Well, I should be going." Daphne stood up, saying, "Finish up tonight, and come see me at the studio tomorrow to report in."

"Yes, Ms. Hansen! Take care, Ms. Hansen."

After seeing Daphne off, Sherilyn was still buzzing with excitement and immediately went to find Blake.

"Blake, I'm sorry, but I think the entertainment industry isn't for me. After today's shoot, I won't be coming back."

"Is that your final decision?"

Blake was confused, unsure why she was turning it down.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Blake. I've thought it over, and I'm more suited to dancing."

Sherilyn explained honestly, "Blake, I'm going back to the dance studio." This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

So that was it.

Blake chuckled at the unexpected turn of events but didn't press her further, "Alright, I understand. Still, make sure to do well in tonight's scene."

"Don't worry." Sherilyn was grateful. "Even though I won't be in this industry anymore, I'll never forget the help you've given me, Blake."

Blake offered a smile. "And I'll always remember you as a friend. Here's to a successful first performance on stage!"

"Thank you."

Sherilyn shook his hand earnestly. "Thank you, Blake."

Tonight's shoot went exceptionally smooth.

After taking off her makeup, Sherilyn received a video call from William. Every so often, Jenna would have him or Joyce Cooper call her for a video chat.

Pressing the answer button, Jenna's cherubic face popped up on the screen.

"Mommy!"

"Hey, Jenna pumpkin."

"Mommy, Jenna misses you. When are you coming back?"

Sherilyn missed her daughter too, but she needed to settle down in Sunhaven. That way, when Jenna returned, they could have a stable life together. So, this temporary separation was a necessary heartache.

"Sweetie, Mommy needs to have a talk with William first. Once we've figured it out, I'll let you know, okay?"