Long, slender fingers danced across the keyboard. After a moment, he handed her the phone.

"Give it a try. This ring can speak too."

Jessica glanced at the screen. It was the same app Herbert had helped her download that night.

She froze, caught off guard.

Timothy pressed the phone into her hand, then bent down to gather up the fabric

on the table, stuffing it into his suitcase.

She stood abruptly and placed her hand firmly over his, stopping him.

With careful, practiced gestures, she signed, *I'm not going back.*

Timothy's face darkened at once, a flash of anger in his eyes. "I came all this way

to bring you home myself. What more do you want?"

The words had barely left his lips when his phone rang.

out of his suit pocket, he saw

answered immediately.

is Sheila's attending physician. Am I speaking to Timothy?" The

brows knitted together. "What happened

fall just now. Her wound reopened, and she's lost a lot of blood. The last unit you arranged wasn't enough. Could you please send

care of it

the call and quickly dialed another number as he strode for the door. Moments

her thoughts.

placed it in the velvet box Timothy had

tugged at her

gently. For one fleeting second, she'd almost believed he was sincere. She'd almost convinced herself that he bought her the voice-emitting ring because it bothered him to see another

head, pulling the fabric from the suitcase and hunching over her sketches

***

city. By the

reaching for her hand, his voice soft with concern. "How

just going to the bathroom and slipped. Timothy, I'm so useless.

brimmed

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