Everett was absolutely wiped out when he finally drifted off to sleep.

After enduring a grueling series of flights, including layovers, then rushing straight to Dorothy only to get hurt for a couple of emergency surgeries that left him bleeding profusely, anyone's body would have reached its limit.

By the tJeffrey and Dorothy arrived at the hospital, he hadn't yet woken up.

Jonathan had to leave, his wife had cdown with the flu badly, leaving Quincy behind to look after Everett.

"When's he gonna wake up?" Jeffrey needed to be absolutely sure Everett was just sleeping, not passed out, before he could ease his worry.

"No telling, really. He'll wake up when he's had enough rest," Quincy replied. She wasn’t in her usual scrubs since this wasn't her hospital, but in a simple white tee and jeans, looking fresh-faced like she just graduated from college.

Jeffrey looked at her, paused for a few seconds, then nodded. "Alright, I'll head

have something to say." It wasn't

Quincy was genuinely

still be standing here." Even

it

speaking, "I just wanted to ask, is this situation really what you wanted?" Dorothy didn’t

such a scene, nearly turning Mr. Lopez into a cripple, almost getting him killed... How are your actions any different from what Heather did?" Quincy's gaze was firm, her tone calm, not accusatory, "Back in Swevia Country,

like you don't love him at all. You just love yourself." Even with the alcohol in her system, Dorothy couldn't find the words

and I'm not interested. But looking

not worth it." "Yes, I'm not worth it." "I'm not saying this to scold you, and I certainly don't have the right or position to do so. I just hope you'll think it over. Don't wait until Mr. Lopez is taken by someone else and then regret it. By then, no

piece,

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