Despite all the material comforts that man had showered on her and her mother, he also ushered in their darkest days. Heather would have rather her father be a garbage collector, a security guard, or even a homeless man, rather than a scumbag like Maxton! "It's been a while since I've heard from him too." "Yeah." After Heather's words, both women fell into a deep silence.

As the end of their meeting tapproached, Heather suddenly said, "This is probably the last twe'll see each other, huh?" "Unless something unexpected happens." "Do you have a recent photo of Everett on your phone? I want to see him." She knew asking Everett to visit her in prison was out of the question! But she still desperately wanted to see him.

Dorothy frowned slightly, showing this expression for the first ttoday. After a moment's hesitation, she pulled out her phone and scrolled to a candid photo she had taken of Everett at work.

through the glass, looking at

her head. As Dorothy was about to put her phone away, Heather spoke up again, tapping on the window, "Don't!

up. Heather reluctantly moved

say one last thing?" she asked, negotiating with

Heather moved closer, her face against the glass, "Dorothy, take good care of Everett for me, I'm leaving. S Leaving the prison, Dorothy walked with

shook her head, managing a small smile, "No, don't worry! I'm just feeling a bit sentimental." It was the last

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