Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"Mr. Lawson, we've located your wife. She was found unconscious in her hotel

room. The doctors are trying to resuscitate her."

"What exactly happened?"

Timothy's features darkened, his expression chilling.

"We'll know more once the doctors have stabilized her. Please come to Capital City Hospital as soon as possible."

"I'm already on my way. Thank you."

The driver pulled up short at a roadblock.

"I'm sorry, sir, I can't take you any further. This is as close as I can get."

"That's fine."

Timothy paid the fare, jumped out, and dashed into the rain.

The downpour was relentless; within moments, he was soaked to the bone. His clothes clung to his skin, heavy and uncomfortable, and his shoes quickly filled with water. Disgusted, he kicked them off and left them behind.

He had never been so disheveled, so desperate. Barefoot, he waded through the muddy water, his sharp features set in a grim line, brows drawn so tightly together that a deep crease cut across his forehead.

on, step by painful

bathed in harsh, sterile light. The thunder outside

she was in

head, she was startled to see Herbert

trembled with

gripped by fear and panic, the only person she'd thought to call for help was Timothy. He...

ache tightened

awake. Are you feeling alright? Do

shook her

knew she was just in

window, the storm had raged just like this. Her father had locked her alone in the house, and she'd spent the entire night in terror. It was her grandmother who'd found her unconscious the next day and

Jessica hadn't spoken

lightning, of the howl of the

reeling from the memories, Jessica didn't ask Herbert how he'd found her. She simply met his gaze, reached out with her unbandaged hand, and gave him a small,

and she let her eyes

disturb her. He just sat quietly by her bedside, keeping watch. Before long, Jessica slipped back into

she woke again, daylight had filled the room. The rain had stopped; the wind was gone. Sunlight streamed through the window,