Dorothy tried to speak several times, but in the end, she couldn't muster even a whisper.

"You said before, once this is all over, you'd giveclosure. Does it mean ending it all with your death?" asked Everett.

"Yes." As long as she was gone, everything would be over.

Dorothy knew Everett would be devastated and fall apart, but she believed the acute pain of loss would eventually pass. After all, once she was gone, there was nothing he could do.

Maybe it would take ten years, maybe twenty, but eventually, he would move on.

And then, he might meet someone new to grow old with...

she was certain

she passed away, that would be the end of her story. She hoped not to linger as a ghost, haunting

couldn't bear the thought of seeing Everett with another

at the hospital room ceiling, as if talking to Dorothy, but also as if speaking to himself, "Who can givethat answer? If it could end well, then I don't care how difficult

asked, "Why do you suggest I find someone else, instead of you trying to meethalfway for once? Wouldn't it be simpler if

you." If she nodded, Everett was ready to take not just the next thousand steps, but ten thousand!

people abroad did the same, he would abandon his

by his side, what did material possessions or social status matter?

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