Regret Came Too Late

Anthony looked at Grace through the rearview mirror and suddenly said, "Maybe you can persuade Ed."

Grace looked at the flying snowflakes through the window, her gaze unfocused. "I don't know anything about his past. How can I persuade him?

"If he has an important reason for staying there and that's the only place he feels safe, is it really good for him when I ask him to leave in the name of love?"

As she said this, she slowly closed her eyes and leaned back. "There are so many times I don't even know how to get along with him."

She didn't know who owed the other in the first place, but she always instinctively felt the need to give in to him.

Anthony was a bit surprised, as he hadn't expected Grace to think so deeply. Grace was too rational-itwas easy for people to fall for her, but that clarity of hers was like a double-edged sword.

When the car stopped at a traffic light, he sighed. "Did he tell you about his brother?"

"He mentioned it a few times, but I don't really know anything specific."

She had thought Anthony would say something about it. But when the car started to move again, he didn't say a word.

After two hours, the car pulled up in front of the run-down villa. There wasn't any light coming out from the building, so it was difficult to know if anybody was in it.

the first one to get out of the car. When she saw Anthony not

eyes with the other. "His insomnia is very severe.

it.

spending more time with him. You did this

words and

around. Recently, he had been thinking about using a medication that comes with some side effects.

him to hallucinate and hear things

he wouldn't listen. Maybe you can try." Anthony, became a bit frustrated as he spoke. It was clear

for Grace's help if he had

to walk away when Anthony pulled out a box of fever medicine

right now, but he refused to go to the hospital. Go give him this fever medicine and make him get

how could Ed be that careless in taking care of himself by refusing to go to the hospital. With the medicine in her hand,

his bedroom. He would curl himself into a

that she didn't really

her memories

the couch, she reached out to