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.

and walked into the

two glasses of water, pushing one towards

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

the glass on the table,

"Then why break up?"

expected to be blindsided by

to believe. Didn't you once say you were a bit of a neat freak?" Her lips twitched into

being with Quincy suddenly cured you of

filled with an intensity that was hard to

tongue unconsciously licking his lips, "I'll explain things about Quincy and me

let it go!

"Go ahead."

with the breakup, is that

were firm, clearly not

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