Ken remained silent.

Though he knew that Dorothy would never take Everett to the graveyard.

The drive back to Bay Residence was charged with a heavy silence.

Apart from Abigail and Langston’s playful giggles, Dorothy and Everett hardly exchanged a word.

Everett had not only done thorough preparation for the memorial but had also purchased a prime plot in the cemetery, hoping that if Dorothy agreed, they could relocate her mother’s resting place there.

However, it was clear she wasn’t even willing to let him go with her.

As the car came to a halt in front of Bay Residence, Everett stepped out first, cradling Abigail in his arms, with Langston and Dorothy trailing behind.

Dorothy wanted to strike up a conversation with Everett, but seeing him not even turning back, she swallowed the words back.

He took the kids to the play castle, leaving her alone in the living room.

was simply

she glanced at

left. Dorothy didn’t want to squander

changed into her loungewear and went to the kitchen to cook

emerged, he found Dorothy sitting at

all the gloom and irritation

utterly

since I’ve cooked. Care to taste?” Dorothy offered him

a small cut on her hand, likely

gravely and

protest, resting her cheek against his arm.

“I’m not mad.”

blinked at him playfully. “Smile for me. You’re not handsome

Everett put away the first-aid kit and then came back, scooping her into

Dorothy down on the bed. The afternoon sun was no longer strong, casting a

locked eyes, and after a

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255