Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Vince's eyes reddened instantly. "You silly girl, it's been over three months-why didn't you ever say a word?"

"When I was diagnosed, the doctor said I'd missed the window for surgery. I only had six months left, so I thought I'd get divorced and spend my last days alone. But as time went on, so many things changed my mind. Like when Ines first wanted to introduce me to Mr. Smith, and he said he could recommend a specialist from abroad to treat my aphasia. I didn't take the offer. I figured nothing could be fixed in six months, and I couldn't keep working in animation anyway. But after everything that happened with them—father and son—I started wanting to live for myself. Then, when I unexpectedly spoke again, Herbert's people said my aphasia could actually be cured..."

Jessica poured out everything she'd kept bottled up, letting Vince see the twists and turns of her heart during those dark days.

Vince felt as if someone was carving up his chest with a knife.

"Does Timothy know?"

Jessica shook her head. "No, he doesn't."

"You're this sick, and he didn't notice at all?"

A wry smile tugged at Jessica's lips. "His heart was never with me. Even if I coughed up blood in front of him, it wouldn't occur to him that I was sick."

"You actually did cough up blood in front of him, and he didn't do anything?" She nodded.

That day, Sheila was hurt and bleeding badly. Timothy only cared about rushing Sheila to the hospital. Whether Jessica was spitting blood or not, he never even glanced her way.

seen Timothy coughing up blood, Vince had

he bitterly regretted

swore he'd never feel sorry for

only proper response would be to drive a knife straight into his

right now for a full check-up. I'll find you the very best doctors. We'll

cells were under control, and might be eligible for a liver transplant. I went to Hollis mainly to see

alright. You have me. I'll get tested, and if I'm a match, I'll give you part

liver. I won't let you die, I swear

Vince's arms. She'd known that the

do anything to save

Mom

it myself. Jessy, my heart is breaking for you. You've suffered so much You couldn't speak, and the Lawsons treated you so terribly. I always thought

voice trembled, tears threatening. "I

cared for

sad,