"Eugene? What are you two talking about?" Lydia walked over, looking at them both with curiosity.

Eugene immediately took a step back from Quincy, smiling casually. "Oh, nothing important. Let's go. I'll take you back. We picked up all these gifts, and I'm sure your mom will love them."

As Lydia and Eugene walked off, Quincy felt an intense urge to go after them, to catch up and set things right. But he held himself back. He knew that until he had resolved his own family issues, he shouldn't pull Lydia into any more of his problems. Tiffany wasted no time piling on, trying to sway him again. "Quincy, did you see that? I've been trying to tell you how she really is, but you never want to listen. But there they were, flaunting it right in front of us."

She sidled closer to Quincy, subtly trying to take his arm, but he quickly stepped aside. "Get in the car. I'll drive you to the hospital," he said, brushing her off.

"Alright, let's go. Your mom and cousin are waiting for us. It wouldn't be good to keep them waiting." Tiffany reluctantly agreed and opened the front passenger door, settling into the seat.

his brows knitting together.

it really matter where I sit? It's a short drive anyway." Tiffany lowered

having pushed his mother to use a stronger dose that day. Even if nothing had actually happened between them, if Quincy had passed out, she could have easily

that now. Tiffany silently fumed, strategizing how she could finally

the hospital. Quincy got out and headed straight into the hospital room, not bothering to wait for Tiffany, who trailed a

to Mabel. "Here's something for

"I love everything in here. You know, your wife and I really have the same

did he seem interested in her excitement. After chatting on

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