"Go ahead if you want to, but you don't need my permission."

"Do you even care a tiny bit about Dorothy's health anymore?" Quincy quirked a brow, her tone laced with sarcasm. "Heartless, much?" Everett frowned at her, irritation clear in his gaze. "Leave."

"I just came to see how you're doing."

"Don't bother, just go."

Silence.

Everett turned away, pulling the blanket over his head in a clear sign he had no interest in engaging further.

It wasn't long before Quincy's footsteps faded away.

Only once he was sure the door had clicked shut did Everett sit up again.

He grabbed his phone and dialed Kevin. "Where are you?"

"Picking up the kids, on our way back to their place!" Kevin's voice perked up at the sound of Mr. Lopez. "Mr. Lopez, are you feeling better?"

"Send me your location." Everett bypassed the question.

"Sure, sending it now."

hanging up, Everett swung his legs out of bed

place, waiting for Abigail and

thinking the kids could eat as

table and washed her hands,

"Coming!"

spreading across her face as

her smile

"Everett?"

supposed to be in

air as he saw her. "I dreamt about dad last night and missed him so much today. So, I asked Kevin to call him, and guess what? He was free

at Everett, noticing his pale, unwell

"Mommy?"

he should be

was hesitant to let

had made herself clear at

faced with Langston's pleading eyes, she couldn't bring herself to

just want

this adamant, clinging to

a difficult position, Dorothy shot

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