Lost Me Gained Regret

Gregory wasn't in the mood to engage in conversation.

Dailey knew his friend was upset.

Even if Jane had approached him just to deliver a message, the closeness of their interaction was undeniable.

"You need to brace yourself for Ramona Jane's passing. She won't take it well."

Gregory stared into the seemingly endless darkness ahead, his deep eyes almost swallowed by the night, deep and melancholy.

He had thought, under those circumstances, that maybe the child wouldn't survive. That would have made it easier to speak up.

But after seeing the video, knowing the child was still there, because she wouldn't have communicated in such a manner otherwise, Gregory couldn't help feeling a bit helpless.

...

I still ate the food Mark had brought me.

I could handle the hunger, but the baby couldn't.

I had no choice but to trust that Mark hadn't poisoned the meal.

"The water's safe too."

Seeing me choke and struggle to swallow, Mark poured me a glass of warm water.

"If I wanted to harm the kid, I wouldn't need to go through all this trouble. We have a doctor on board; you don't need to be so wary of me."

I trusted him completely,

you taking

asked after I

the

him leave the room, I couldn't help but sigh

window again,

wondered if Gregory could understand

at the thought of him getting jealous over

...

found out, he rushed to report to

territory.

hands in his pockets, gazed at

flying a flag, the very signal

on

Gregory waved it off.

hint

was persistent, sending

through right now. You'd catch up to her in no

sure you're aware,

interest in that woman. If you delay any further, who knows what

her by dawn, anything could

tentatively suggested, "Maybe we should just agree for now, rescue her, and then figure

disagreed, "It's easy to