Everett suddenly slumped, his entire frame leaning on Dorothy's shoulder, his six-foot-three stature making it hard for her to breathe.

He was silent, simply resting against her.

Dorothy tried to speak several times but held back, deciding to let him catch his breath first.

Then, abruptly, she felt a dampness on her neck. The tears trailed down her collarbone, slowly slipping away.

Everett was crying, soundlessly.

The last time he cried, he blamed it on the whiskey, but this time, he was sober.

"Everett." "Dorothy, you can't keep leaving me," his voice was hoarse, his chest trembled with each word, "Once is enough.” He couldn't bear it happening again.

Karen had landed a job.

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though Jeffrey suggested countless times that she should drop the idea of working and just enjoy being taken care of, Karen didn't want to

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Lopez Corporation as my secretary. We could even... you know, during lunch breaks." "Don't you think about anything else?" Karen leaned back into the couch and gave

caught her ankle and pulled her towards him,"When I look at you, that is the only thing I can think of." "Why don't you go find some other women? You've got too much energy; I can't handle it alone." "Nope, I only want you." Seeing him gearing up for more, Karen quickly put

my folks, and I told them I got a job. They want me to come over for dinner tonight. So cut it out.” Every time she tangled with him,

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