Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Sheila hurried out of the car, making her way over to them.

With an apologetic look, she turned to Jessica and tried to explain, "Jessica, please don't be mad at Kane. He's always been like that-joking around, speaking before he thinks. I already gave him a piece of my mind. But you not coming home... well, both Timothy and Henry were worried about you."

Jessica found these hollow words nauseating.

The way Timothy's friends treated her was a perfect reflection of Timothy's own attitude.

Then Sheila turned to Timothy, putting on a gentle voice. "Timothy, you shouldn't be upset with Kane either, okay?"

"I'm not that petty. It's late. You should get some rest," Timothy replied, his tone flat.

Without another word, he grabbed Jessica's hand and pulled her forcefully into the house.

Sheila stayed where she was, jaw clenched tight.

Timothy was caring more and more about Jessica. Tonight, he'd finally acknowledged her in front of everyone. Was it only a matter of time before he announced her identity to the world?

Upstairs in the master bedroom, Jessica yanked her hand free from Timothy's grip, her anger barely contained.

She had never felt so much pain in her heart.

She only had six months left-she just wanted to spend that time quietly, in peace.

he kept pushing her right up to

for him and Sheila in her life, done everything

were cold as he stared at her flushed, angry face. He grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him. "Are

voice trembled with emotion, her gestures wild and desperate. "I want a divorce- a divorce, Timothy! How

and shining

eyes now

of her

needed to

his lip-the taste of blood quickly spreading

Timothy refused to

him, aiming for the one place she'd heard men were

she moved, Timothy wedged his leg between hers,

him, struggling against

tears scalded his lips that he finally released her, cupping her

another, falling in a silent cascade. Her eyes were so

almost stopped. The pain in his chest was sharp and suffocating. Seven years of marriage, and he

him, each sparkling drop like a star-making him want to be