Goodbye, Mr. Regret

When Jessica tried calling Timothy, all she got was a cold, automated message:

"We're sorry, the number you have dialed is currently unavailable."

With a heavy sigh, Jessica lowered her phone.

Beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, splattering onto the screen.

Timothy had locked her in the car and then switched off his phone.

It didn't even seem to occur to him that she might suffocate in there.

For seven years, he'd hardly paid any attention to her life.

She was invisible to him.

So, of course he'd never stop to wonder if she was uncomfortable, trapped in the

car.

Of course.

He'd never cared if she was cold or tired.

Jessica drew in a shaky breath and closed her eyes.

She didn't even consider calling Mabel to fetch him.

In the end, she had no choice but to reach out to 911.

supporting people with disabilities, and there was even a dedicated silent

and explained her situation, sending the message to emergency services. It wasn't long

police even arranged for an

she heard the sound

Gilded Whisper Estates

was inside the car, they immediately

busy inside the house when she heard the commotion outside. She ran out, just

had no idea how

being loaded onto a stretcher by the

Mabel hurried back inside, pounding on the master bedroom

but the noise and the distant wail

Sir! Please

collapsed in the

glanced at the clock on the wall-it

off the covers, Timothy jumped

ambulance were just leaving as he got

window glass was shattered all

His jaw tightened.

Jessica had just

Unbelievable.

All this fuss.

away. Aren't you going to the hospital

to the

his phone and realized it was

grabbing his things, he switched to another car

drove, the

he got a call

the same time, he saw a new text message come