Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Jessica braced herself against the wall, the bowl of water she'd been carrying slipping from her grasp and crashing to the floor, sending water splashing

everywhere.

She looked pale and unsteady.

Timothy hurried over and caught her before she could fall. "Jessy, what's wrong? Are you feeling sick? Let me take you to the hospital."

She tried to shrug him off, but a sharp pain twisted through her abdomen, leaving her too weak to resist.

Vince rushed over, gently prying Timothy's arm away and wrapping his own around Jessica's shoulders.

In a faint voice, Jessica muttered, "Vince, make him leave. I don't want to see him."

Timothy's heart pounded in his chest. "I'm not going anywhere! You're sick, Jessy. Let me take you to see a doctor."

Jessica shot him a cold look. "I don't need your help. Just go."

Even though she was barely holding herself together, her words came out with surprising force.

you say you were going to change? She doesn't want to see you, and she's obviously feeling worse because you're here. Why are you still

he finally turned and left

Vince helped Jessica over to the bed next to Daisy's and eased her

I have my medication. I'll be fine once I take it. I just

were keeping vigil. When Zachary saw him, he said, "Vince, why don't you take your mother and Jessy home

go

returned to the room. He poured her a glass of water and

meds, swallowing them with a sip

to get you and Mom home. Are you up for it? If you're not, stay here and I'll

like this, she'll only

then come back for you. Jessy, don't be scared. The test results will come quickly, and once they're in, I'll take you abroad

only just found her again—he couldn't bear to lose her

Larkin's room and told Mrs. Zimmerman that Jessy had already met Daisy and had even taken her as her goddaughter. With Daisy running

protested, so Vince took Mrs. Zimmerman

Vince led Mrs. Zimmerman