"Everett! You can't do this to me! My life is my own to decide!" "We'll see about that, won't we?" For the first time, Dorothy heard a chilling tone in Everett's voice.

The terrifying thing about him was that if he said he could do something, he undoubtedly would.

"If you die today, I'll make sure everyone you care about joins you. Including myself." "Are you insane?" Dorothy couldn't even recall how she managed to walk out of the hospital room. Her legs felt like two heavy hammers, stiff and numb.

What was she thinking? Honestly, Dorothy wondered if death truly meant the end of everything.

in death! "Ms. Sanchez?" Quincy found Dorothy standing motionless,

handed Dorothy a bottle

and sitting down, it took Dorothy a moment to speak up, "Dr. Quincy, do you believe an afterlife?" "I'm a materialist," Quincy replied, looking at her. "Why? You think suicide will reunite you with your mother?" Dorothy shook her head. "Honestly, I don't want to meet anyone. You're right, I am selfish. I can only think about my own feelings." Quincy frowned slightly, her tone becoming grave, "I've begged Jonathan in private to stop pressuring my family so I

out of it and continue living freely as a doctor. Ms. Sanchez, I'm sorry, but I chere to persuade you to give up." Quincy knew their grudge was irreconcilable, but decisions were made by people.

would have done

you want to take this to the end?" "Yes." Since

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