Goodbye, Mr. Regret

She was already one of the top talents in her field.

If Jessica returned to the scene now, and with Ines paving the way and mentoring her... in the future-

No. She couldn't let herself lose.

Timothy's heart was slipping further and further away, stolen by Jessica.

Her hard-won career-she couldn't let Jessica beat her again.

Timothy had practically dragged Jessica back to his room, pressing her against the door as he locked it behind them.

"You still haven't answered my question," he said, his voice low.

He was so close, she could feel his breath on her cheek.

She shoved him away, annoyance flashing in her eyes as she signed furiously, *"And what if I do? When have you ever respected my choices?"*

Jessica's expression was full of stubborn defiance.

is the real you, huh? All that meekness before it was just an act?

in closer, eyes narrowing. "Tell

anyone else. He wanted to hear it

dry up. What could she possibly want?

what had he given her

enough for him. Even her own son, after nine months of carrying him, was beginning to

hadn't found the love she'd hoped for. Instead,

And maybe that was just as well. Even if she did, he probably wouldn't believe

There was nothing left she wanted to fight

want Ines to take Sheila on as her apprentice. Don't worry, I won't stand in their way. I'll tell Ines

were dull, her face the

in his

Jessica spoke different languages; every time he tried to reach out, she refused

to work?" he asked, his

saw her potential. Timothy had been in the

was living with a disability; she needed to prove herself even more than