"If you wish it to be real, it's real. If you think it's a dream, then it's just a dream." Everett reached out his surgically repaired hand, slowly extending it forward.
Dorothy, afraid of hurting him, merely touched his fingers, but he insisted on grabbing her hand! Soon, signs of blood seeping through becevident! "Everett, let go! Have you lost your mind? Your hand just underwent surgery; you can't exert force like this!" Now, the mere sight of red triggered Dorothy, and she turned to look for a doctor.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBecause of a tendon injury, his hand was weak, but Everett grabbed her with his other hand, refusing to let go.
"Then don't leave." "lI won't leave, | promise | won't!" Dorothy was genuinely scared; she hurriedly cradled his hand, looking at it under the dim light of the hospital room, her eyes welling up, "Everett, | really don't deserve you to do this... I've lost all attachment to this world. Life has been so exhausting." Everett looked at her weakly, his eyes not blinking.
"What about me, Abigail, and Langston? You don't care for us?" "I know you'll take good care of them." "And what about me?" Everett had asked Dorothy "And what about me?" many times, and each time, she failed to give him the answer he hoped for.
This twas no different.
"Without me, you'll have a broader horizon, a soulmate who resonates more with you! Everett, we were a mistake from the start.
The fault isn't yours; it's mine. | can't go on." Every day was a mental torment. The sleepless nights, every minute and every second brought her to the brink of collapse! "I promised you justice for your mother's case... trustthis once." He never forgot his promise.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Everett, she's the woman who gave birth to you!" "But she did something wrong, and she must be punished." "Even so, the person to bring her to justice shouldn't be you. It can't be you!" Dorothy took a deep breath before saying, "Withdraw the appeal." She couldn't let Everett be the son who sends his mother to prison.
"And then?" His gaze was urgent, pressing for an answer, "You plan to seek vengeance in your own way?" "That's my business." "Dorothy!" She pursed her lips. "Everett, don't think that by taking that stab for your mother, the public won't criticize you anymore. If you proceed with the appeal, they'll label you unfilial! | can already imagine how the media will portray you!" Everett had been free of scandals up till now, and Dorothy didn't want to be the reason for his first.
He didn't speak, just quietly watched her.
After a moment, Everett suddenly managed a self-mocking smile.
"You think | took that stab for my mother." "What else?" "Do you realize, if you had actually killed someone that day, everything would have been over?" Dorothy was shocked, finally understanding. "So you were afraid | would..." "Of course, | was!" Everett felt a bitter sweetness in his throat, making it hard for him to breathe, "If the person your knife had hit wasn't me, you'd be in jail right now, not here in the hospital. Dorothy, how good do | have to be to you, for you to trust that I'm always on your side, no matter what?" The sarcasm in Everett's smile deepened as he asked, "Tell me, can no one really enter your heart?" "I'm sorry, 1—" He interrupted her coldly, "Answer my question! Can | ever have a place in your heart? If | can't, for the rest of my life, then just pitynow and tell me, so | can brace myself for it."