NovelEnglishDespite 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.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs 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.
Heather immediately leaned in, peering through the glass, looking at the photo over and over again.
"He's lost weight! Why hasn't he been eating properly? Dorothy, please make sure he eats! Everett's a workaholic, he forgets everything when he's busy!" "Yeah." "Don't just placate me! You... take good care of him." After speaking, Heather lowered her head. As Dorothy was about to put her phone away, Heather spoke up again, tapping on the window, "Don't! Lethave one last look, just one more glance!" That last glance, as if she wished to etch it into her memory forever.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFinally, their twas up. Heather reluctantly moved her gaze away from the photo.
"Can I say one last thing?" she asked, negotiating with the guard.
Dorothy, thinking Heather had something important to say, stayed put. Granted permission, 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 her head down, barely speaking. Seeing her like this, Karen grew concerned.
"Dorothy? What's wrong? Did Heather say something to upset you, like I thought?" Dorothy shook her head, managing a small smile, "No, don't worry! I'm just feeling a bit sentimental." It was the last tshe would ever see Heather. There was a complex mix of emotions inside her, hard to articulate.
"Sentimental about what! She's a criminal, deserving of her fate!" Karen could hardly contain her disdain for Heather, "She's the reason your mom died, left you homeless, and even tried to snatch Everett away from you, Dorothy, don't you go soft on me! "I haven't gone soft, truly." Dorothy clasped Karen's hand, "Karen, thank you for being by my side all this way." The journey had been rough and fraught with obstacles. She was genuinely grateful for everyone who stood by her. "Don't mention it, aren't we best friends?" Driving them, Jeffrey chimed in, "In Karen's heart, you're more important than I am!" "Of course! Men cand go, but sisters are forever." At that, Jeffrey puffed up in annoyance but dared not say a word.
Dorothy smiled helplessly, pulling ne out her phone where the photo of Everett she had shown Heather was still displayed. Who would have thought that one day, she would becthe envy of someone else? Having something someone else could only long for. Privacy
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