Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Timothy wanted to keep her trapped at home, but it was Vince who had helped her get out.

She'd already guessed that Timothy would make trouble for Vince because of this.

She'd chosen to approach Vince precisely because he'd shown the guts to stand up to Timothy before.

What she hadn't realized was that she'd dragged Vince into her mess.

"That's not really the reason," Vince said after a moment's pause, not wanting to hide the truth from her. His voice was low, honest. "My mother's health is failing. She's here, getting treatment and resting. I used to spend most of my time in this city too. Now that she doesn't have much time left, she wants more than anything to find my little sister. The cloud database Timothy has access to could help us track her down. That's why I went back to Riverside City to ask for his help.”

As Vince spoke, Jessica began to understand.

He needed Timothy's help to find his sister, but at the same time, he was at odds with Timothy. If Timothy took offense, he might refuse to help Vince at all.

She pictured a mother, desperately longing day and night to find her missing daughter.

She could see, too, that Vince probably wanted to find his sister just as badly. She didn't want to be the one holding him back.

She picked up a pen and wrote two words on a slip of paper: "I'll go."

Vince knew immediately that Jessica was compromising for his sake. He couldn't help but remember the last time, when he'd gone with her to The Gilded Whisper Estates. Timothy had orchestrated things so he could speak privately with the heads of local charities, while also finding an excuse to send Vince away.

Even though he'd known it was a trap, he'd walked right into it anyway. Jessica had ended up being taken away by Timothy, and it had taken every ounce of effort for her to escape.

him with

now, here he was again asking her to do something she didn't want to do, all for the slim hope of finding his

affection and care

fact, that he could

was hoarse, his eyes tinged

her graceful handwriting, “It's all right. This is

suddenly understood what Yates had once told him-how Jessica reminded him of his

promise I won't let him get

all

welled

softly. She was coming to terms with it all-she no longer cared. It was only physical

healed by a good doctor. But what about wounds to

were so much harder

by letting go of love

Jessica believed that.

Vince. Seeing how guilty he felt over this made her understand

me away at any time, without even bothering to ask my opinion. So you don't

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