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."

sit. I've got

and walked into the

two glasses of water,

as casual as if she was discussing the weather, a stark contrast to the cold demeanor she had

the glass on

"Then why break up?"

expected to be blindsided by that

say you were a bit of a neat freak?" Her lips twitched into a smile as she put down her fork, "I'm not wrong, am

with Quincy suddenly

was piercing, filled with an intensity that

unconsciously licking his lips, "I'll explain

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

"Go ahead."

with the breakup,

eyes were firm, clearly not

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