Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 577

Did she really have to show up every time they needed her, just because they needed her?

"Fine. Suit yourself. I'm hanging up now."

Vince stepped out of the bedroom, water glass in hand, intent on refilling it. He paused when he saw the kitchen light was still on.

The air was thick with the warm, buttery aroma of something baking—a blend of milk and eggs.

He walked quietly to the kitchen doorway and found Jessica standing at the counter, deftly spreading frosting over a cake.

She was making a cake?

Today was Henry's birthday.

She remembered.

Vince lingered in the shadows, keeping his distance.

About half an hour later, Jessica emerged from the kitchen, carrying the cake.

It was small-maybe six inches across-but carefully decorated, the creamy swirls on top forming a delicate pattern.

Vince watched her from behind a wall, hidden, silent.

He expected Jessica to box up the cake and take it to the hospital. Instead, she carried it straight back to her room.

Vince trailed her upstairs.

door closed behind

he could do was slip outside, making his way to the balcony outside Jessica's bedroom. From the far corner, separated by the glass, he

would

filled with paper-cut

flipped open the

saw

time, Jessica read through

pictures of her and Henry together on his

bedside when he was sick, never

of them napping together in the

them watching TV, Henry planting a kiss

So many memories.

back to when that

remember, he'd captured-painstakingly, vividly, with scissors and

of the two of them

Oakwood, when she overheard Henry telling Sheila he wanted to give

when he could finish a book all by himself, he'd give her

He remembered.

he gave his

fell onto the open

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