Goodbye, Mr. Regret

He was right.

It was the truth.

That's exactly the kind of person he was.

And that was why Jessica had always wanted to break free from him, to escape.

"Yates, thank you," she said quietly.

"No need to thank me. I'm not letting you off easy, either. We're competing fair and square," Yates replied.

Timothy's voice was hoarse. "Alright."

Yates had made himself perfectly clear. If Timothy still refused to change, then he really would lose Jessica forever.

Jessica had compromised for Herbert's sake, for Vince's sake—because she always tried to do the right thing, always thought of others.

But he hadn't.

He only wanted what he wanted.

He couldn't bear the thought of losing her, so he kept trying to trap her at his side, ignoring her feelings completely.

"I'm hanging up."

"Yates, wait."

end the call. "Can you

it out," Yates

his phone as the dial tone hummed in

to figure it out

work it

home.

widened. He quickly

statements—the card I used

I'll get on

Timothy paced anxiously, waiting.

on her bed, scrolling through Twitter posts about Timothy feverishly promoting Jessica's film. She'd

really had fallen

the trailers and clips circulating online, she could tell, as a professional, that this movie had the potential

would be everywhere in the animation industry.

clenched so tightly her knuckles ached. She had worked so hard,

participated in

had completely

this... how could Timothy ever have

phone, Sheila made

you help

rang. She hurried over and saw Herbert's name on

She picked up immediately.

early screenings, it's already a hit. I'm