"Yeah."

"Is it my mother's death that's made you start hating me?" Dorothy could only think of that as an explanation.

He hated himself.

Otherwise, why would he be so heartless?

"...Don't bring that up.

Dorothy pursed her lips. At this point, she didn't want to argue with Everett. It was too exhausting, and because there had been love.

The only real relationship she had, she didn't want it to end in embarrassment for both of them.

"Everett, I'm begging you, okay?"

Dorothy turned away, refusing to look at him.

Because she didn't want to cry in front of Everett.

She didn't want anyone to see her at her weakest.

me take the kids and leave. I promise I won't

"Dorothy..."

Our relationship has too much baggage, too deeply entangled, involving the deaths of both our mothers! Indeed, being together we only hurt each other. So, let's not be together. It's a

She had been

and Everett just couldn't work

fully be erased! If she had been someone of note, someone

it was because she

she had understood this early on, it felt

let her live a dream,

from the dream, not clinging to it was the only way to preserve the

me if you take the

voice couldn't maintain its previously

still

afraid,

Dorothy left, he'd never find her

if she later learned the whole truth, she wouldn't

Dorothy, she wasn't one to easily trust. It had taken him over a

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