When Dorothy woke up, the night had already wrapped the world outside in its dark embrace.

Stretching languidly, she rose from the bed. Her legs were still tingling with a residual soreness, but at least she could walk now.

Stepping out of the bedroom, the first floor was deserted, with only a single lamp casting a warm glow in the living room—it seemed like no one from upstairs had ventured down in quite some time.

As she reached the stairwell, the sounds of playful commotion drifted down from above. Everett was up there, his patience a well from which Abigail and Langston drew joyously. Each question they posed was met with careful attention, and Everett’s answers were thorough, a testament to his commitment to their curiosity.

Dorothy knew that back at the Lopez Corporation, loads of work had awaited him, yet here he was playing with the children.

Hearing Dorothy’s movement, Everett looked toward the staircase.

“Mommy’s here!” Abigail’s little figure darted into Dorothy’s arms. “Look, Daddy got us new toys! I just unwrapped them!”

mountain of toys—no forts or anything too rowdy that might have prompted a mild reprimand

into a comforting

and she could

have the chef whip up something light for you. You can’t skip meals, it’s not

uncharacteristically

He turned to share his triumph with Everett, only to catch the intimate moment between his parents. He scrunched his face and turned

gentle question. “Mommy and I are

was about to express her eagerness when

network security yet. Plus, why would I want

not either. I’ll stay with him!” Abigail declared, wrapping her arms around

sighed. “Langston, where did

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