Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Vince hauled Timothy to his feet and, furious, landed a punch squarely on his jaw. The veins on Vince's forehead bulged with anger.

Yates was right.

As long as Jessica stayed single, Timothy would never let her go.

The Zimmermans could forget about having peace.

Jessica lay motionless, refusing to give Timothy any reaction at all.

"Outside. Now." Vince's voice was low and icy, every word edged with warning.

Timothy glanced back at Jessica, but she kept her eyes closed, shutting him out completely. She didn't want to think about him anymore. Her heart wasn't just cold -it felt frozen.

Outside, dawn was just beginning to pale the sky.

Vince and Timothy stood facing each other in the early morning light.

"Are you planning to make my family's life hell forever?" Vince demanded.

"There's been a misunderstanding between me and Jessica," Timothy argued, desperate. "Things aren't what you think."

He was still trying, still clinging to the hope that he could save their marriage.

can't you just let her go? All this hounding-don't you

family. We've had so many misunderstandings, and letting them ruin everything isn't

now you want to fix things? People can't just keep waiting for you to get your act together. Her heart's gone

"Leave. I don't want to see you again.

to scream or make scenes; it was

stepped past Vince and walked

him. Sooner or later, the truth would come

still damp, and faint streaks of dried

heart ached

If she didn't, she wouldn't have

when the pain

bed. He gently felt

towel. ecool

to run fevers at night, but by

disturb anyone further. He

go home. Instead, he drove to

booked the ballroom

for their wedding. Everything was ready, decorated just the

every

it was

broken. It was the third of the month-Jessica would never show up for their

That was fine.