NovelEnglishEverett clenched his fists, ready to storm out of the car.
Dorothy quickly grabbed his arm, "Where do you think you're going?" "To find her." "Don't!" Dorothy pleaded, her voice tinged with frustration. "Just let it go. There are plenty of fish in the sea, and as long as you don't bite, what does it matter how many fall for your charm?" Ever since she had a change of heart, she found it easier to let things slide.
Today it's Heather, tomorrow it could be Quincy, and who knows how many more will fall head over heels for Everett in the days to come.
Was she really going to pick a fight over this every single tand sulk about it? Dorothy didn't think so.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs long as Everett was hers, what else mattered? "I'm going to make sure you never have to deal with Quincy again, to keep her from riling you up." "It doesn't bother me!" Dorothy even managed a smile at him. "Everett, you've always asked for my trust, and here I am, trusting you. It's only natural for someone to fall for you." After the whole ordeal with Heather, who went to crazy lengths for her affection, it wasn't surprising that Quincy could be interested in Everett too.
|| "If anything, you can only blyour own irresistible charm! Despite never leading them on, you still end up capturing their hearts." Everett searched Dorothy's face, trying to decipher her true feelings.
Either she was hiding her feelings well, or... Dorothy genuinely wasn't bothered.
Her smile was genuine, not forced.
"I'm hungry. Let's grab something to eat? I've been craving sclassic Havenbrook City cuisine." "Sure." Everett finally let out a sigh of relief.
At the restaurant, Everett ordered all of Dorothy's favorites.
He knew her tastes inside and out.
"Abigail and Langston mentioned wanting to hit the amusement park. How about we clear our schedule this weekend and take them?" Everett suggested while serving Dorothy sfood. She pondered for a moment, "I'll check my schedule. But... this has Abigail written all over it. Langston probably got dragged into it." "He loves spoiling his sister. Let's not meddle too much." "Fair point" Dorothy chuckled. "But you Langs really ease up on giving Langston the latest gadgets! He's still young, and I worry that he might bectoo introverted." S Dorothy had heard stories about kids on the brink of autism becoming obsessed with certain topics or objects and losing themselves in it.
She didn't want that for Langston.
"He won't. I talk to Langston all the time." "Good, then I don't have to worry." Being with Everett meant not having to fret over the little things. He solving problems before she even realized they existed. always seemed one step ah It was an incredibly comforting feeling, unmatched by any other.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I'm full." Dorothy had indulged more than usual today.
Truth be told, she felt relieved, almost as if meeting Quincy had allowed her to let go of so many uncertainties.
No more guessing games.
"Alright." Everett didn't press her to eat more.
"I'll be right back. Just going to the restroom." As Dorothy got up and headed toward the restroom, her clothes brushed against her nose.
It was then she noticed a faint scent that hadn't caught her attention before—a familiar perfume.
A scent she was sure she had encountered somewhere else.
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