Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Back when they used to have dinner together, Jessica's mother would always peel the shrimp and place them in her father's bowl.

Tonight, as Jessica quietly offered Timothy the plate of shrimp, inviting him to peel them for her, he found himself oddly pleased.

Suddenly, Sheila set down her fork and said, "Timothy, I'm finished eating. I'll head home now."

Timothy just nodded lightly.

But before Sheila could leave, Henry grabbed her hand, his voice plaintive: "Miss Sheila, you promised you'd stay with me until I fell asleep tonight."

Jessica put down her fork and signed to Sheila, "Grown-ups shouldn't break promises to kids. Miss Howard, you should stay."

Timothy frowned slightly. Hasn't she always disliked Sheila staying here? Had she changed her mind? Was she ready to go back to the way things were?

This was the first time Jessica had ever spoken to Sheila on her own accord. Sheila, curious about Jessica's sudden change, decided to stay and find out what was going on.

"Alright then, I'll go play with Henry for a bit," she agreed.

Henry beamed and tugged Sheila upstairs.

shrimp, about to peel it, when Jessica signed, "I'm done too, you don't need to peel any more. I'm going

up and left the dining

phone from her bag, picked up

screen was filled with

she needed

from Ines. Ever since that day's incident, Ines had been feeling guilty and wanted to

were all

you're thinking about giving up your future just because you're afraid you'll drag them down,

afraid of Timothy at all. I've decided I'll cut ties with

just tell me. No matter what it takes,

please text

her phone

known Herbert since

her mother passed away, her father abandoned her and disappeared

home too; his mother had him

scolded and beaten by Mrs. Reynolds, he ran away. Worried, Jessica followed

tossing stones into the water, mumbling about why he didn't have a father-how much he