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.

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

Mommy promised to 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 like you don't know that." "But what if

daughter was so easy to please. A few lollipops could lead her

strangers, okay? You tell them your daddy will buy it for you." He

okay! I love you, Daddy!" she exclaimed. She hugged his neck and planted several smooches on

for you both! It's late." He rose from the couch, one arm holding Abigail,

need to sleep early tonight. Daddy still has to take 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

too strong, so after making sure the children were

and peered towards the bed, guided

was empty! He immediately strode over, flung back the covers and confirmed it: no

been there. But seeing that she didn't throw up in

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