Dorothy found herself abandoned outside the hospital, her gaze locked on the relentlessly closing
doors. A lock clicked into place, sealing off her hopes as she lay powerless on the cold ground.
Her heart swelled with frustration, cursed her helplessness, and loathed her inability to do anything in
that critical moment.
In her relationship with Everett, Dorothy had always been the passive one, while Everett, the gallant
hero, had always been the one to shield her from the storms of life.
As dusk turned to night, the sky darkened ominously.
The evening breeze grew stronger, carrying the earthy scent of an impending downpour.
Soon, the rumble of thunder rolled through the air!
Dorothyâs eyes remained fixed on those closed doors. They seemed to draw a clear line between two
worlds.
No one could come out and she couldnât go in.
Giant raindrops began to fall, driven by a biting wind, washing away the dried blood on Dorothyâs skin
and soaking her thin clothes. Yet Dorothy stayed put, even mustering the strength to prop herself up,
inching closer to the barrier that separated her from Everett
This was as close as she could get to him.
Time lost meaning, and the rainâs duration blurred into oblivion. Suddenly, the rain above her ceased.
Slowly, Dorothy looked up to find Kenneth standing beside her, shielding her with a vast black umbrella,
âDorothy, letâs head back,â he urged.
âNo⦠she croaked with her hoarse voice.
Kenneth crouched, gently wiping the rain from her cheeks with the corner of his jacket. âDonât you see?
Every time you and Everett come close, disaster follows! Without him, your life might be dull, but at
least itâs stable. Without you, heâd still be the
untouchable and proud Mr. Everett Lopez!â
His words seared into Dorothyâs heart.
A sudden pain clutched her chest, as if a heavy stone was crushing her, making it hard to breathe,
tears streaming uncontrollably. âI never meant to hurt himâ¦â She would rather be the one dying!
âYes, I know, and even Everettâs parents are aware! But youâve seen it yourself, even after what
Heather did, the Lopez family didnât choose to accept you.â
What would become of Heather was not interesting to Kenneth. His sole concern was to persuade
Dorothy to stop torturing
herself and return.
âKenneth, just let me wait for him here. As soon as I know heâs alive, Iâll leave.â
Dorothy was running on fumes, both mentally and physically, clinging desperately to the hope of seeing
Everett again. Kenneth positioned the umbrella over her. As he reached to lift her he recoiled at the
scorching heat of her fevered skin. âYouâre burning up! Dorothy, you need to come back with me now!â
She had just undergone surgery and was covered in wounds, and now drenched in the rain for so long.
It was a miracle she hadnât gone into shock.
âNo, I wonât leave.â Dorothy was weak and shaky in her voice, but the word ânoâ came out with
undeniable clarity. âHe hasnât woken up yet⦠I have to stay with him.â
Kenneth was at his witâs end. âDorothy! Do you want to kill yourself with this stubbornness? If not for
anyone else, think about your children! Abigail and Langston are waiting for you. Theyâre your kids with
Everett!â
On the mention of Abigail and Langston, Dorothy finally settled her gaze with a different light sparked in
her eyes.
âAbigail⦠sheâs okay, right?â
âSheâs fine! Heather didnât lay a finger on her. With Karen watching over her, she didnât even lose a
hair!â
âAnd what about Karen?â
Kenneth thinned his lips and didnât answer immediately.
Dorothy clenched her heart and grabbed his sleeve, urgent with worry, âIs Karen badly hurt? Did
Heather do something to her?â
At the thought of what Heather had done to hersell, Dorothy was filled with instant terror!
She feared that Karen had suffered those torments.
âSheâs alright, better than alright! Her parents picked her up to take care of her Kenneth quickly
reassured her. âYouâre the one who got the worst of it, Dorothy Come back with me. Who knows how
long youâll have to wait here?â
Kenneth had rushed to the scene earlier. By the time he arrived, Everett was already deeply
unconscious, being whisked away in an ambulance along with Heather.
He had headed inside the warehouse. Upon entering, the smell of blood hit him. Following the scent,
he stumbled upon a huge pool of blood on the ground.
It was a sight that shook him to his core!
Kenneth thought Everett hadnât made it.
Later on, it was only after he held back Kevin, who was dealing with the aftermath, that he learned
which hospital Everett had been taken to.
Kenneth knew Dorothy would ask about him as soon as she woke up
But as for Everettâs condition, he knew it wasnât good. Even if she stayed by the dacr all night, there
might not be any news.
âPlease, let me stay here to be with him,â Dorothy whispered weakly. âHeâs done so much for me. Let
me do this.â
Kenneth fell his gaze, realizing just how thin she had become since coming to Elcornia City, frail and
gaunt.
Her collarbone was deeply recessed, and her vertebrae protruded starkly as she bowed her head.
âI never could say no to you.â
Kenneth let out a heavy sigh and called a friend from the City Hospital to bring over a coat and some
fever reducers.
Even if she wasnât going back for treatment, she needed to bring her fever dawn.
At this rate, she was going to faint right there.
Unable to sway her, Kenneth stayed by Dorothy, waiting through the night as it turned to day through
the cessation of the torrential rain. Until he had smoked his way through an entire pack of cigarettes,
they still got no news,
Finally, at seven in the morning, a person in a white lab coat emerged, opening the door,
The sight of Dorothy and Kenneth seemed to startle him.
âWhat are you two doing here?â
Dorothy tried to speak, but her voice was as if lost, her lips moving without sound.
Thankfully, Kenneth was there. He stood up and approached, âHello, I wanted to ask about the patient
brought in yesterday, Everett. How is he doing?â
The doctor blinked, recollecting. âAh! The young heir of the wealthy Lopoz family?
âThatâs the one!â
âHeâs transferred overseas during the nightâ The doctor glanced at Dorothyâs pale face and continued,
âHis injuries were too severe and that stab wound was fatal! Pierced right through the chest, there was
nothing more we could do.â
Kenneth turned to support Dorothy, who was attempting to crawl to the doctorâs feat, her voice raspy
and barely nudible.
âWhic⦠country did he go to?
âI have no idea!â the doctor replied.
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