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.

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

efforts dissipate into nothing just because she wanted to be with him-especially since the

for them to cto me, to choose to stay by my side. Dorothy, I want you to always feel free." Rather than feeling as if she had to give up on things she wasn't ready to

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

words today, Dorothy felt a deep sense of shame. It was an

it devoted." The car filled with noise as they picked

liked my eyes!" Before Dorothy could even glance at the note, Langston breezed in with a cooler tone, "He's the sage as you, not even older than us by a birthday. He's not your 'big brother,' he's a 'little brother'!" "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? Abigail Sanchez! We share the sbirthday!" "Okay, okay, whether it's a big et brother of a little brother, it doesn't matter. Let's not fight," Dorothy interjected,

in crooked

over and snorted, "So young and already throwing around 'I love you's. Kids are so naive!" He

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