Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Vince brushed off Yates's hand. "You're no more reliable than the rest. Let's drop it and go pick up Jessy."

He blinked rapidly, forcing back the tears that threatened to spill. With a deep breath, he restarted the car.

At least, from the day he'd met her, he'd always chosen to stand by her side. Even when Yates and Timothy teased that he had feelings for her, he never abandoned her. If he had... he would have never had the courage to face her, never deserve to call himself her brother.

Back at the Howard house, Sheila had just returned.

Sallie was still there. The moment she saw Sheila, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Sheila and Sallie shared a birthday they were the same age. But after Sheila was adopted by their grandmother, she suddenly became a generation above Sallie and Timothy.

"Sheila, come here," Sandra called, beckoning her over.

Sandra had lost her own daughter in middle age. Not long after, she'd found newborn Sheila—who just happened to have a tiny mole on the bridge of her nose, exactly where Sandra's late daughter Hannah had one. Still deep in grief, Sandra saw Sheila as a gift from above-the most precious blessing to help her carry on.

Abell Howard, Timothy's grandfather, became her solace and joy. As Sheila grew, she blossomed into a graceful,

was Sheila who made the difficult choice to step back for the sake of her adoptive parents, putting

be understanding and considerate. Over these past seven years, Sheila and Timothy

that left

as she sat down beside her,

them was as

me to take

just missed you, and there are a few things I've

clouded, and she gazed at Sheila. "Jessy... turns out she's actually Salome, the Zimmerman family's long-lost

in shock. "Are

"As serious as it gets. The Zimmermans didn't even bother with DNA tests-they just accepted her right away. They must be sure. From what I hear, Timothy knew first but kept

caused quite a stir. And I heard from Sallie that Henry's

Ines, and Timothy asked me to join him at the school so

straight? I talked to Henry myself. One time, you were in the hospital helping look after him, and right in front of the nurses, he called you 'Mom'-you didn't deny it. When