After uttering those words, Dorothy closed her eyes, her body starting to tremble ever so slightly as if bracing for the agony that was imminent.

But the pain didn't come.

Instead, what arrived was him propping himself up and withdrawing from her.

"I don't want you to compensate me in this way," he said, dropping the words like a stone before turning and walking into the bathroom.

Dorothy remained lying on the bed, her hair splayed out around her like strands of seaweed.

With his weight lifted, the air rushed back into her lungs in greedy gulps, and a bitter smile flickered across her lips.

Was this compensation? Not really.

wanted to feel Everett. Truly feel him

if it meant pain, it was

from the bathroom started

up in bed, didn't bother with the lights, and just sat on the edge, waiting for

emerged with a towel wrapped around his waist, she was there

questions, okay, Everett?" "About

to

with her,

possibilities had flitted through Dorothy's mind, but she never imagined he'd gone to

happen.” "Well, if you don't take care of yourself,

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