Karen could see the bitterness tugging at the corners of her cousin's mouth. She knew better than anyone how much he had fallen for Dorothy.

"Hey, you'll find the right one, you're still young," she said, trying to offer some comfort.

Kenneth just shook his head, "There won't be another one. I think I've lost it." Karen fell silent, not knowing what to say.

"Don't worry about me," Kenneth continued, "You've got your hands full with the wedding prep. It's not a walk in the park, you know. If you need anything, just holler. I might not be a fan of your future hubby, but as long as he treats you right, that's what counts.” Tears suddenly welled up in Karen's eyes.

"I'm sorry. You've been there for me, and I couldn't..." "Sorry? For what? Maybe I'm just not good enough, huh? Some things aren't meant to be, no matter how hard you wish for them." Kenneth had run through this scenario in his mind a thousand times, knowing all too well that Dorothy's chances of saying 'yes" were slim to none.

But that's the thing about longing for something so deeply; you can't help but hope against hope that the slightest chance might just land in your lap.

Now, with his dream shattered, he had no choice but to face the music.

next day was a Friday, and Dorothy woke up early. She freshened up and headed to the

only one in the fourth project team there; the office

this tranquility, feeling as

Then she washed a cloth and wiped down the office. The cleaning crew did their job, but with a long

Dorothy sat back at her desk and flipped through

single message or video of the

didn't want to pry. What if they were just busy? After all, Everett usually kept her updated on Abigail and Langston's

assistant called, snapping Dorothy out of

documents and heading

week for everyone, so she hadn't assigned any weekend work. That would allow

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