Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Herbert forced a bitter smile. "I brought you some breakfast. Eat a little first.”

Jessica gave him a grateful nod, her silent thank you as expressive as any words.

When Herbert got off the plane, he'd stopped to buy breakfast. By the time he reached her, the morning chill had already settled in.

Jessica really was hungry.

As Herbert opened the food container, she glanced at him and asked if he'd eaten. Herbert assured her he'd had something earlier, on his way over.

He'd brought her a hearty soup-the kind Jessica had been craving since yesterday, but hadn't been able to find nearby.

She finished the bowl in one go, not leaving a drop, her hunger plain to see.

Herbert, ever the doctor, knew exactly why. With her sore throat, she'd probably barely eaten anything lately. If she wanted to speak again someday, she had to be careful with what she ate.

She hadn't even contacted him until she was safely in Aetherion.

"Little Mute," he asked gently, "how did you manage to get on the flight to Aetherion?"

Jessica explained-Vince had flown her to Cloverdale by helicopter. And then, after Timothy's sudden car accident, she'd easily caught a flight from there. Even this apartment had been arranged by Vince.

Herbert immediately tensed.

how many people were

why don't you just stay at my place? Vince and Timothy are friends- what if he lets

she'd fought to get away. The last thing she

smiled and responded with her

her to Timothy, he

marriage with Timothy would be settled in court. The hearing was in two weeks, and Timothy had done more than enough for the judge to grant

Herbert's fingers trembled.

knowing him for such

Vince felt like a

The pressure was on.

were, at most, childhood neighbors. There was nothing more between them. He had no right to interfere with whoever else might show

could officially be with her, the sooner he could chase away every other man

the hospital for a checkup, but Jessica insisted he rest for a bit and recover

said. "This won't take long Your vocal cords are the priority looked

remembered the third morning after

brushing her

assumed it was from