In my mind, Dorothy's cooking never seemed to pack such a punch.

Perhaps sensing Everett's hesitation as he fumbled with his fork, Dorothy looked up, her gaze meeting his, "Not to your taste?" "No, it's delicious."

He offered a small smile, then returned to his meal.

At that moment, Everett wouldn't dare to criticize. Who knew what he'd have to face later?

They continued eating in silence until Dorothy suddenly spoke up.

"The dish is a bit salty."

"...A little."

"Want some water? Let me get you a glass."

Everett, pleasantly surprised, started to stand, "I can get it."

you sit.

turned and walked into

back with two glasses of

didn't make this for Abigail and Langston. Too much salt isn't good for the kids' stomachs." Dorothy's tone was as casual as if she was discussing the weather, a stark contrast to the

his water and set the glass on the

"Then why break up?"

to be blindsided by

Didn't you once say you were a bit of a neat

with Quincy suddenly cured you

with an intensity that

tongue unconsciously licking his lips, "I'll explain

it go! Not exactly the interrogation Everett

"Go ahead."

with the breakup,

eyes were firm, clearly

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