The doctor was going to stop them. Considering Dorothy's current condition, it hardly seemed wise to let her leave the hospital.

But no one dared to protest once Everett spoke up. They exchanged looks, until finally, they watched as he scooped her up and carried her out of the hospital.

Dorothy nestled into his broad chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart and feeling her own heartbeat slowly sync with his... To be so resolutely chosen by someone was a dream many yearned for, wasn't it? At least, Dorothy was crystal clear about one thing, that as long as she was willing to turn around, Everett would always be there behind her. That was a reassurance, a trust in its purest form.

"Everett." She said.

lightly circling his neck. "Heal me, please. I want to live, to see you grow old and grey. Wonder if you'll still be as handsome." Everett looked down at her with a smile on his face, "I will." Dorothy had always wanted to ask him if he was tired.

after her for years, she realized the one

an endless route like groping in the dark with no end in sight. And

tired one? Dorothy's condition was far more

poisoning at worst, something that could be treated with the right antidote. But

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