Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"So you want a divorce, you'd rather throw away your marriage and your child-all because you were jealous of her? Are you really that foolish?"

"We're husband and wife. She's just someone from the outside."

"Do you really think I'd propose to someone I didn't even like, the first time I met them?"

"I didn't just leave you behind."

"Wouldn't it be a waste to end this over a misunderstanding?"

"You sent out an SOS. I got it. I understood. I came for you, I came as fast as I could!"

"You almost drowned-in water barely up to your knees!"

"Why don't you want to hear me out? Are you afraid that everything really is just a misunderstanding? That you still care about me, deep down?"

Tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.

Maybe most women, when faced with the man they've truly loved, find themselves defenseless.

People say he's heartless, but that isn't true.

They say he's oblivious, but he's sharp as a tack-always able to pierce right to the core of her heart with unnerving precision.

And that, more than anything, infuriated her.

He knew she was still holding on, but he always ignored it, never giving her even the slightest response.

The tea she brewed, the comforting soup she made, again and again he never drank any of it.

It always went cold.

in this world who

Daisy's towel, and tucked her blanket

up on the bed, hugging her knees to her chest. Just like her

trembling, and quickly moved to the other side of the

soaked,

tiny needles pricking

at the corners

before-when she couldn't take it,

touch, crying out

he had never seen her cry like this-quietly,

crouched down beside her,

with aching tenderness,

know what

"Jessy."

He reached out, his hand trembling, wanting to gather her close,

from

couldn't hold back any

to

to see her

face gently, leaned in, and kissed the tears

eye.

of me.

voice was thick with

his breath

"Jessy."