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.

that, Dorothy turned and walked into

she came back with two glasses of water, pushing one towards

for the kids' stomachs." Dorothy's tone was as casual as if she was discussing the weather, a stark contrast to the cold demeanor she had when Everett

water and set the glass on the table, he

"Then why break up?"

be blindsided by

a neat freak?" Her lips twitched into a smile as she put

suddenly cured you of

gaze was piercing, filled with an intensity that was hard to

his tongue unconsciously licking his lips,

let's change the subject then." She actually let it go! Not exactly the interrogation Everett was bracing

"Go ahead."

with the

eyes were firm, clearly

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