Everett didn’t give an immediate reply. He knew full well that Dorothy was tipsy. Otherwise, those words would never have slipped past her lips. But he went back anyway and took her hand in his.

"You should be asking when I don't miss you." Dorothy on the bed scrunched her brow, unclear if she even heard him. She turned over, pulling her hand away from his grasp.

Everett stood silently by her bed for a long while before he finally switched off the light and left the room.

Outside, Abigail and Langston were wide-eyed with curiosity.

"Why'd you stop playing?" Everett walked over and ruffled their heads affectionately.

"Daddy, did Mommy fall asleep?" "Yep." "So where's Mommy taking us to play tomorrow?" That was typical of Abigail, who was always eager for adventure.

you wanna go, Abigail?" Everett settled into the couch, naturally lifting his daughter into his

away his laptop and joined them, "Dream on! Mommy always keeps tabs on your sweets. It's not

so easy to please. A few lollipops

daddy will

oblivious to the deeper meaning, clapped her hands in glee. "Okay, okay! I love you, Daddy!" she exclaimed. She hugged his neck and

late." He rose from the

care of Mommy. She's alone in her room, and I'm worried." "Oh, alright then." Whenever Everett had time, he'd be the one to tuck

so after making sure

the guest bedroom door and peered towards the bed, guided

He immediately strode over, flung back

there. But seeing that she didn't throw up in the toilet, Everett carefully lifted her, wiped her mouth, and placed her back

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