After uttering those words, Dorothy closed her eyes, her body starting to tremble ever so slightly as if bracing for the agony that was imminent.

But the pain didn't come.

Instead, what arrived was him propping himself up and withdrawing from her. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"I don't want you to compensate me in this way," he said, dropping the words like a stone before turning and walking into the bathroom.

Dorothy remained lying on the bed, her hair splayed out around her like strands of seaweed.

With his weight lifted, the air rushed back into her lungs in greedy gulps, and a bitter smile flickered across her lips.

Was this compensation? Not really.

just wanted to feel Everett. Truly

pain, it was something

of water from the bathroom started

in bed, didn't bother with the lights, and just sat on

emerged with a towel wrapped around his waist, she was there to

once, no questions, okay, Everett?" "About your mom?"

He was always the one to give

contact with her, and she worried—was it an infection, had his condition worsened, was

Dorothy's mind, but she never imagined

"Well, if you don't take

over the moon." "Why bring him up again?" "Didn't Kenneth flaunt in front of you that he could go to the cemetery, and I

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