"Let's just drop it, okay? You take care of Mr. Lopez. I'll have someone pick up the kids. Don't worry about it."

"... Taking care of him, that's not right, is it?"

"Come on, Mr. Lopez is out cold right now. What's there to be right or wrong about? Ms. Sanchez, no matter what's going on between you two, you're still the parents of those kids!" Dorothy had to admit, Kevin had a way with words.

Indeed.

If something happened to Everett, Abigail and Langston would be devastated.

"Alright, I'll stay."

Just as Dorothy finished speaking, a doctor emerged from the emergency room.

Kevin and Dorothy approached him together, "Doctor, how's Everett doing?"

"Well, we're not quite sure what's causing his condition. We've run numerous tests and haven't pinpointed the problem," the doctor appeared just as puzzled, "We're guessing it might be... some sort of psychological issue, causing him to have hallucinations."

Psychological?

Dorothy looked at Kevin.

He shook his head, "I haven't noticed anything! Mr. Lopez seemed... pretty normal to me."

"You better go find Quincy."

Dorothy was serious.

the doctor said, they couldn't figure out what

paused for a

get in

moved from the emergency room to a ward. Kevin said he'd call Quincy and then went to pick up Abigail and Langston, so he didn't come back. Thus, in the ward, it was

there with his eyes tightly shut, as if asleep, but his complexion

wanting to touch his face, but

would

He wasn't hers anymore.

"Don't be afraid..."

that phrase. Dorothy frowned, "Afraid of

let

"Who's

forehead suddenly creased tightly, as if he

in "Dorothy watched a

was experiencing immense pain. Content

resting by the bed quickly grasped

up! You're dreaming, it's not

But

his expression becoming

open

pained, and he even started

"No... can't die..."

having a nightmare! Everett, no one's dying,

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