"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 I won't contact you again, I won't disturb

"Dorothy..."

of both our mothers! Indeed,

wasn't one to take things lightly. She had been

and Everett just couldn't

beginning, the difference in status was something that could never fully be erased! If she had been someone of note, someone whose background matched

root of it, it was because

had understood this early on, it felt like a

her live a dream, a

it was the only way to preserve the

me if you

maintain its

tried, he still trembled slightly,

afraid, terrified

Dorothy left,

him, and even if she later

to easily trust. It had taken him over a decade of effort to finally make her

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