Galen offered a wry smile, “Silly of me to even ask, huh?”
Clearly, the answer was a no.
If there was a suitable marrow donor available, would his sister still be popping pills?
In that moment, as Sherilyn gazed into Galen’s eyes, she felt a flicker of genuine concern from him.
Her tone softened slightly, “Don’t worry about me. I don’t need your pity. Just go, and don’t come back.”
“Sis!”
But Galen’s eyes suddenly sparked with determination as he locked eyes with her. “I’m your brother. Maybe, just maybe, I could save you!”
“!!”
Sherilyn felt a jolt run through her, disbelief coloring her gaze. What had he just said?
“Sis! It’s not impossible, right?”
The more Galen thought about it, the more hopeful he became. “We’re half-siblings. Our mothers were sisters. Theoretically, there’s a good chance we could be a marrow match, right?” Sherilyn watched his lips move, her mind buzzing with noise.
His logic was sound, yet it was so unexpected coming from Galen!
“It’s not up to me to say.”
Seeing a glimmer of hope, Galen grasped her hand. “We won’t know unless we check. Sis… let’s go to the hospital for a test. What do you say?”
Sherilyn looked at him quietly, then suddenly pulled her hand away.
“Sis?” Galen was puzzled.
Sherilyn squinted, scrutinizing him. “Why are you telling me all this?”
“What do you mean?” Galen was confused. “I’m your brother. Isn’t it obvious? I want to save you.”
“Really?”
Sherilyn stared at him, her head throbbing. This whole scenario felt so surreal!
Her earliest hurts, living at the mercy of others, being tossed around – it all started with the Martins!
And now, a son of the Martins was saying he wanted to save her?
She couldn’t believe it was true!
“What’s your angle?”
She didn’t believe Galen was here to save her without any ulterior motives.
“What do you want from me?”
“Sis…”
Galen opened his mouth, a helpless smile on his face.
“I’ve never thought about getting anything out of this. I’m not trying to leverage you to get closer to the Johnsons. I just… I really want to save you.”
He paused, then added, “My parents owe you an apology. My existence hurt you, but I didn’t choose to be
born. They never asked me Sis, let you.”
mone
Even with his words, Sherilyn couldn’t fully trust him.
“Sis, think about it. Every day we delay, your pain persists. And what if it gets worse?”
Galen sighed, pulling out a business card from his pocket and handing it to her.
“Sis, call me when you’re ready. I’ll go with you to the hospital anytime.”
He withdrew his hand, giving her a long, deep look. “Sis, I’m leaving.”
He turned and walked away, his steps growing fainter.
Sherilyn stood there, overwhelmed by her tumultuous thoughts.
Suddenly, she picked up the business card.
“Galen…”
Could she trust him?
If the match was successful, Jenna could be saved! And she could finally escape Gilbert’s clutches!
…
A day passed without any word from Gilbert.
Charles and Sawyer had scoured
every possible location, including et
ng out to Derek Brooks and
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Yates Elliott.
No one knew where he had hidden himself.
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