Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Yates advised, "Try them one by one if you must, but it'll take forever. That's not a real solution. The best thing to do is reach out to every hospital you can see if there's a match somewhere."

"I'll go talk to Jessy about it," Vince replied.

He knocked on Jessica's door, but there was no answer, even after a long pause.

With no other choice, he opened the door and stepped inside.

Jessica was still lying in bed.

Vince hurried to her side, calling, "Jessy, Jessy..."

She didn't respond at all.

"Jessy, wake up. Come on, Jessy."

Finally, Jessica's eyes fluttered open, and the first thing she felt was a wave of

pain in her abdomen that made it hard to breathe.

"Vince... it hurts..."

Her voice was little more than a whisper, her brows knit tightly in pain.

pillow to prop behind her back.

"They're in my bag."

fished the pills out of her purse,

her illness online—apparently, it could be excruciating

in fact, there were signs

well

upset, and the stress had set

you to the

Mom and Dad

their parents finding out. She hated the idea of them

visit Grandpa at the

marrow wasn't a match for hers-if it

This happens every time. The meds help a little. Let me rest for

Jessica's phone buzzed.

It was Carlisle calling.

to check in since she hadn't shown up at the movie premiere last night. He'd

can you hand me my

always used sign language to