"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."

legs

at their place, waiting for Abigail

dinner, thinking the kids could eat as soon as they got

the table and washed her hands, a knock sounded

"Coming!"

hurried over, a smile spreading across her face as she

then, her

"Everett?"

supposed to

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,

"Mommy?"

dad's sick, he should be in the

to let Everett

made herself clear at

she couldn't bring herself to

just want daddy

was rare for Langston to be this adamant, clinging to Everett's arm, refusing to let

position, Dorothy shot Everett a look, signaling

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