Ken remained silent.

Though he knew that Dorothy would never take Everett to the graveyard.

The drive back to Bay Residence was charged with a heavy silence.

Apart from Abigail and Langston's playful giggles, Dorothy and Everett hardly exchanged a word.

Everett had not only done thorough preparation for the memorial but had also purchased a prime plot in the cemetery, hoping that if Dorothy agreed, they could relocate her mother's resting place there.

However, it was clear she wasn't even willing to let him go with her.

As the car came to a halt in front of Bay Residence, Everett stepped out first, cradling Abigail in his arms, with Langston and Dorothy trailing behind.

Everett, but seeing him

kids to the play castle,

was

the couch, she glanced at the

month had flown by quickly, and now only half of it was left. Dorothy didn't want to squander these last precious moments with

loungewear and went to the kitchen to cook a few simple

at the dining table with a

that instant, all the gloom and irritation seemed to

was utterly defenseless

while since I've cooked. Care to taste?" Dorothy offered him a

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