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.

his suit pocket, he saw Sheila's name on

answered immediately.

I speaking to Timothy?" The voice

together. "What

Howard had a 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 over another bag as soon as

I'll take care

he strode for the door. Moments later, the door closed behind him,

from her thoughts. She looked

it off and placed it in the velvet box Timothy

at her lips. How

almost convinced herself that he

the fabric from the suitcase and hunching over her

***

city. By the time he reached the hospital, Sheila was already out

her, immediately reaching for her hand, his voice soft with

bathroom and slipped. Timothy, I'm so useless. I keep causing you

eyes brimmed with

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