"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.

and leave. I promise I won't

"Dorothy..."

too deeply entangled, involving the deaths of both our mothers! Indeed, being together we only hurt

lightly. She had been

Everett just couldn't

she had been someone of note,

of it, it was because she wasn't

this early on, it felt like a cruel joke by

her live a dream, a ludicrous

not clinging to it was the

me if you take the kids

maintain its

he tried, he still trembled slightly,

afraid, terrified

once Dorothy left, he'd never find her

she would truly give up on him, and even if she later learned the whole truth, she wouldn't come

easily trust. It had taken him over a decade of effort

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