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

buy me a whole bunch of sweets!" Langston put away his laptop and joined them, "Dream on! Mommy always keeps tabs on your sweets. It's not

so easy to please. A

Don't take anything from strangers, okay? You tell them your daddy will buy it for you." He had to instill this lesson early to prevent his little

hands in glee. "Okay, okay! I love you, Daddy!" she exclaimed. She

rose from the couch, one arm holding Abigail, the other

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

His concern for Dorothy was too strong, so after

and peered towards the bed, guided

empty! He immediately strode over, flung back the covers and

to the bathroom and found her dozing off on the toilet seat. He had no idea how long she'd been there. But seeing that she didn't throw up in the toilet, Everett

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