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.

to feel

pain,

water from the bathroom started up again,

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

his waist, she was there to

no questions, okay, Everett?" "About your

ask." He was always the one to

hair. "Were you scared today?" "Yeah, I thought something happened to you." He never willingly cut contact with her, and she worried—was it an infection, had his condition worsened,

through Dorothy's mind, but she never imagined he'd gone to the

as nails, nothing's going to happen.” "Well, if you don't take care of yourself, who knows?" Everett chuckled, pulling her

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