Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Jessica stepped out of Herbert's car.

Herbert got out as well, slipping his hands into the pockets of his trench coat. He watched her go, his expression soft, his gaze lingering as she walked toward the house.

She'd barely taken a few steps when his voice called out, quiet but clear. "Little Mute."

Jessica turned back.

Herbert's lips parted, as if he'd meant to say something else, but he simply said, "Goodnight."

Jessica smiled and signed goodnight in sign language.

Herbert stood there, motionless, watching until she disappeared inside.

Upstairs, Timothy pinched his cigarette between his fingers, snapping it in half. The glowing tip scattered sparks onto the floor. He turned off the lamp, plunging the room into darkness.

Ding-

Jessica keyed in her code. The door swung open. She hadn't even reached for the light switch when strong arms swept her inside, pinning her against the door as someone's lips crashed onto hers.

A faint scent of tobacco, edged with cedar, filled her senses.

It took only a moment for her to realize it was Timothy.

She tried to pull away, but he'd already trapped her wrists, his grip iron-strong, his body pressing her immobile.

was nowhere to

flat against the door, the cool wood

fierce, possessive, his heated breath mingling with hers, as if he wanted to consume her

skin. Jessica's nerves sparked at his every movement, her body trembling

Tears pricked at her

speak. Her resistance, feeble against his strength,

Timothy's face with both hands, he

But then-crack.

open palm landed hard

the side, a few pale fingerprints blooming on his skin. Whatever desperate need had been burning inside him vanished in

out and flicked on the

her chest, her breath coming in shaky gasps. Her tear-filled eyes glared at Timothy, raw

some wrinkles in his suit jacket, looked every bit the composed man he pretended

unshed tears, her silent accusation

Timothy's voice broke the silence, cold and flat. "What, I can't even

the

of them.

a divorce.

after that? Her shirt was already missing

glared at him, battered and furious, her movements sharp as she signed angrily,

sneer curling his lips.