Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"Herbert, you don't need to worry about me. I've made it to Aetherion, but..."

Jessica's hands stilled mid-sign.

Herbert knew all too well how much she'd suffered with Timothy, and he'd been hoping for the day she could finally break free. Yet, now that she was here in Aetherion, he didn't feel as relieved or overjoyed as he'd imagined.

He remembered Timothy's threats, written all over his face that day-he'd made it clear he wouldn't let anyone take her away. For her to escape Timothy's grasp, Herbert could only imagine what it had cost her.

He didn't know the details, but the evidence was there: bruised fingerprints on her cheek and a small split at the corner of her mouth.

Jessica noticed Herbert watching her in silence, and continued signing, "My throat hurts..."

Herbert snapped out of his thoughts, concern sharpening his voice. "Is it bad?"

Jessica nodded.

"All right, turn on a lamp and use your phone to take a picture of your throat for me. Let me have a look. And what happened? Why does it hurt so much all of a sudden?"

Jessica's expression faltered. The memory of that night-the humiliation-made her chest tighten. She'd barely had the strength to seek out Vince afterward. As for anyone else, she could never bring herself to say a word.

my

his instructions, doing her vocal rehab exercises as prescribed. She'd wanted so desperately to speak again, but he

worried she was in pain, he said, "Okay, I'll let

searched the room, eventually finding a small flashlight. She tied it to the vanity mirror with a scarf,

took a moment before she could manage to open wide enough, snapping several photos and picking out the clearest ones

a doctor, but even she could tell-the blood-red streaks and swelling in

evident

her throat had suffered more than

this was just from

now. Once the prescription was ready, he messaged Jessica, asking for her address so he could have the

her location

few minutes later, Herbert called

someone to bring you the medicine. For now, you need to stick to a soft mild diet soups, purees, nothing too hot room temperature is best. I've seen the pictures-there's more than just vocal cord irritation.

with embarrassment. She looked away, unable

talk about what