"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.

begging you, let me take the kids and leave. I promise

"Dorothy..."

both our mothers! Indeed,

one to take things lightly. She had been thinking

Everett just couldn't

of note, someone whose background matched that of the Lopez family, then...

it was because she wasn't good enough

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

live a dream,

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

about me if you

maintain its previously

he still trembled slightly,

was afraid, terrified

Dorothy left, he'd never find

would truly give up on him, and even if she later learned

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

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