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 holding

couch, she glanced at the calendar on

quickly, and now only half of it was left. Dorothy didn’t want to squander these last precious

and went to

found Dorothy sitting at the dining table

the gloom and irritation seemed to

utterly

since I’ve cooked. Care to

out a chair and sat down. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a small cut on her hand, likely from chopping —a sign of her long

said gravely and rose to

resting her cheek

“I’m not mad.”

playfully. “Smile for me. You’re not handsome when you

kit and then came back,

instead gently laid Dorothy down on the bed. The afternoon sun

eyes, and after a long moment, he

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