Chapter 12

Memories from the past washed over Timothy, leaving him awash with guilt. He couldn't shake the feeling that he owed Sheila so much

repay.

more than he could ever

If anything happened to Jessica and word got back to the old man, Sheila would be the one to suffer for it.

Crushing out his cigarette in the ashtray, Timothy turned to the woman beside

him. "Stay with Henry for me. I'm going to look for her."

He grabbed his suit jacket and headed out the door.

But the truth was, he had no idea where Jessica might have gone.

Once in his car, he pulled over at the curb and dialed Jessica's number.

Three calls. No answer.

His handsome features darkened, eyes clouded with worry.

He started the car again and drove toward the nearest shopping center.

Earlier that afternoon, Jessica had gone to tidy her grandmother's grave, only to find it overgrown with saplings and weeds. She'd bought some tools, spent hours cleaning up the site, and finally made her way home, exhausted.

It wasn't until she heard her phone buzzing that she realized she'd left it behind when she went out.

found it, the call had already

missed calls from

Mabel earlier in

But none from Henry.

little boy-wasn't he the one who always needed her

slipped the phone into her bag and forced herself not to

home for

living room,

He looked grim.

from Jessica?" Sheila

pressed his lips into a hard line

we should call the

last thing he

find out, not yet. Besides, he'd promised Sheila that if he ever

You should get some

She hesitated. "But-"

a child. Her phone

her lip, then nodded and retreated to her

did Timothy head

the oversized wedding photo hanging on the

he used to call her always

and joked that she could just blow up the marriage certificate photo

relationship with her after the wedding, but she'd found her way into his bed and, before he

but patient-never causing trouble,

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