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.

voice was steely as he turned to Timothy. "Didn't you say you were going to change? She doesn't want to see you, and

but after a long moment he finally turned and left the

the bed next to Daisy's and

I'll be fine once I take it. I just left my bag

said, "Vince, why don't you take your mother and Jessy home to rest for a while?

go get

fetched Jessica's bag and returned to the room. He poured her a glass of water and

meds, swallowing them with a sip of

and Mom home. Are you up for it? If

like this,

The test results will come quickly, and once they're in, I'll take you abroad for

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

taken her as her

Zimmerman protested, so Vince took Mrs.

led Mrs.