Dorothy lifted her eyes, their movement stiff and awkward. "Everett, I... I don't know how to express what I'm feeling right now..."

She had dreamed of growing old with Everett, of being there for their son and daughter forever.

But-

She couldn't bear the thought of her happiness being built on someone else's suffering.

"I understand," Everett said, his voice soft and comforting as if he were soothing his daughter. He gently rubbed her back. "What's done is done. We can't go back, even if we wish we could."

If he could turn back time, he would never have allowed Quincy the chance to poison, and then Kenneth would still be alive.

But he was only human, not a deity.

He didn't have that power.

"Dorothy, Kenneth said his last wish was for you to take the antidote, to recover, and to live well," Everett continued.

Silence.

have died in

before Dorothy,

...

of Kenneth's funeral dawned overcast

black, Dorothy went directly from

was only one service scheduled there that day. Only Kenneth's family, friends, and former colleagues

"Dorothy."

support to stand, made

become almost gaunt, her cheeks

"Karen..."

her voice laced with

with his life. How could I not pay my respects?" Dorothy managed a weak

protest when Jeffrey interjected, "Honey, Everett's here too. He won't let her

Silence.

and chose to hold her side, both dressed in

look, signaling

"If later...if Kenneth's family blames me, please don't

curses you,

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