Dorothy's brow furrowed slightly, a sign that she was on the verge of saying something more, but Everett gently patted the back of her hand in a comforting gesture.

"You've sacrificed so much to get to where you are today, I can't let you give it all up because of me," he said, his voice laced with empathy and concern.

The thought of Dorothy, pregnant and receiving the devastating news of her mother's passing, still haunted Everett.

He couldn't bear to think of her shattering at that moment.

enduring a difficult childbirth, working tirelessly to provide for her children while also gathering evidence to seek

six years of Dorothy's relentless efforts dissipate into nothing just because

"I love butterflies, but I wouldn't trap one. Instead, I'd plant the flowers they love and wait for them to cto me, to choose to stay by my side. Dorothy, I want you

looked down, her eyes slowly filling with tears. She had once thought her life meaningless, believing that without her, Everett would merely be saddened for

his words today, Dorothy felt a deep sense of shame. It was an overwhelming feeling of unworthiness. "You're so stubborn,"

to call it devoted." The car filled with noise as they picked up Abigail and

"I can still call him big brother!" Abigail rarely retorted against Langston, but this time, she wolclearly upset by her brother's diminishment of her "big brother." "If you call him big brother, doesn't that makeyounger than him too?

read, in crooked handwriting: I

"So young and already throwing around 'I love you's. Kids are so naive!" He seemed to forget

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