Dorothy's brow furrowed slightly, a sign that she was on the verge of saying something more, but Everett gently patted the back of her hand in a comforting gesture.

"You've sacrificed so much to get to where you are today, I can't let you give it all up because of me," he said, his voice laced with empathy and concern.

The thought of Dorothy, pregnant and receiving the devastating news of her mother's passing, still haunted Everett.

He couldn't bear to think of her shattering at that moment.

Nor could he bear the thought of her enduring a difficult childbirth, working tirelessly to provide for her children while also gathering evidence to seek justice for her mother.

dissipate into nothing just because she wanted to be with him-especially since the defendant in question was his own

them to cto me, to choose to stay by my side. Dorothy, I want you to always feel free."

slowly filling with tears. She had once thought her life meaningless, believing that without her, Everett would merely

Dorothy felt a deep sense of shame. It was an overwhelming feeling of

to call it devoted." The car filled with noise as they picked

breezed in with a cooler tone, "He's the sage as you, not even older than us by a birthday. He's not your 'big brother,' he's a 'little brother'!" "I can still call him big brother!" Abigail rarely retorted against Langston, but this time, she wolclearly upset by her brother's diminishment of her "big brother." "If you call

in crooked handwriting:

and snorted, "So young and already throwing around 'I love you's. Kids are

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