Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"Easy now, don't make a fuss. Tonight, I'll give you what you want, alright?"

It was rare for Timothy to take the time to coax her like this.

He hoped she would realize her mistake and behave herself.

A little sulking now and then-he could tolerate that.

His breath brushed against her ear, his voice low and coaxing.

Jessica felt like she was losing her mind.

What had she done to make him think she was desperate for him?

She reached out, pressing her palm firmly against Timothy's chest.

He straightened up, his dark eyes fixed on her. The gentle, refined look from moments ago had clouded over, replaced by something far more somber.

Jessica glared at him, her hands moving swiftly in sign language: *"I don't want this. Stop forcing things. If you keep pushing, what happened last time will happen again."*

She couldn't have made her feelings any clearer.

He hadn't caught him cheating-at least, not physically.

But emotionally, that betrayal was just as real to her and just as unforgivable.

his loving

surge of anger twisted Timothy's

him to the edge more than once. Not all of it was her fault,

realized he'd spoiled her over the years, letting her get too

He was done negotiating.

you take them to

hurt herself, unlike the last time, when she'd bitten her own

gripped her jaw, firm but careful. He wouldn't let her get

could react, he pressed his mouth to hers, silencing

him away, but the difference in their strength was absolute. He overpowered her, holding her jaw, controlling her every movement, stopping her from biting

slid from Jessica's wide, beautiful eyes, soaking her thick, fluttering lashes. The taste

Timothy froze.

the redness at

lips

tears from her cheek with

are you crying? Did

her jaw so hard she thought

couldn't speak, couldn't shout-she was mute, her voice locked

she wanted to scream

signing slowly: *"Timothy, can you please stop?"*

her as easily as