Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"So you want a divorce, you'd rather throw away your marriage and your child-all because you were jealous of her? Are you really that foolish?"

"We're husband and wife. She's just someone from the outside."

"Do you really think I'd propose to someone I didn't even like, the first time I met them?"

"I didn't just leave you behind."

"Wouldn't it be a waste to end this over a misunderstanding?"

"You sent out an SOS. I got it. I understood. I came for you, I came as fast as I could!"

"You almost drowned-in water barely up to your knees!"

"Why don't you want to hear me out? Are you afraid that everything really is just a misunderstanding? That you still care about me, deep down?"

Tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.

Maybe most women, when faced with the man they've truly loved, find themselves defenseless.

People say he's heartless, but that isn't true.

They say he's oblivious, but he's sharp as a tack-always able to pierce right to the core of her heart with unnerving precision.

And that, more than anything, infuriated her.

He knew she was still holding on, but he always ignored it, never giving her even the slightest response.

The tea she brewed, the comforting soup she made, again and again he never drank any of it.

It always went cold.

in this world who could

and tucked her blanket around her with

Jessica, curled up on the bed, hugging her knees to her chest. Just like her heart, curled

and quickly moved to the other side

soaked, tears streaking down

felt like a thousand tiny needles pricking

at the corners

tears before-when she couldn't take it, or

out of frustration or

had never seen her cry like this-quietly, with

slowly crouched down beside her,

with aching

even know what to

"Jessy."

his hand trembling, wanting to gather her close, to soothe her-but his hand froze in midair, afraid she'd push him away, afraid she'd

like pearls snapped from

couldn't hold back any

to comfort

bear to see

her face gently, leaned in, and kissed the

eye.

go of me.

crying; her voice was thick

was close, his breath