"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.

the kids and leave. I promise

"Dorothy..."

right. 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

to take things lightly. She had been thinking about

she and Everett

beginning, the difference in status was something that could never fully be erased! If she had been someone of note, someone whose background matched that of the Lopez family, then... there wouldn't have been any issue with Heather,

the root of it, it was

had understood this early on, it felt like a cruel joke

let her live a

clinging to it was the only way to preserve the last bit of

you

voice couldn't maintain

he still trembled

was afraid,

that once Dorothy left, he'd

even if she later learned the whole

him over a decade of effort to finally make

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