"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."

his legs out of

was back at their place,

whip up some dinner, thinking the kids could eat as soon as they got

and washed her

"Coming!"

spreading across her face as she opened

her

"Everett?"

he supposed to be in

so much today. So, I asked Kevin to call him, and guess what?

glanced at Everett, noticing his pale, unwell

"Mommy?"

sick, he should be in the

hesitant to

she had made herself clear at the

Langston's pleading eyes, she couldn't

just want

to be this adamant, clinging to Everett's arm, refusing

a difficult position, Dorothy shot Everett

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