NovelEnglishNo sooner had Dorothy settled into the passenger seat, Kevin, stationed behind the wheel, made no move to start the car.
“Kevin?”
“Ms. Sanchez... maybe you should consider telling Mr. Lopez about it, discuss it with him before taking any steps?”
He was in on the secret, aware of who Dorothy was off to meet.
Truth be told, Dorothy had hoped to keep this venture from Kevin as well, but that was a tall order! Everett, out of concern for her
safety, had Kevin stick close at all times.
If she were to part ways with Kevin, it was a given Everett would get wind of it.
“Everett's been losing sleep over this for days! | don’t want to add to his worries.”
“But if something were to happen to you, wouldn't that be like ripping Mr. Lopez's heart out?” Kevin clearly understood what
Dorothy was driving at.
Both of them, intent on shielding the other!
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Yet, the crux of the matter remained...
The consequences of keeping Everett in the dark were too grave for Kevin to bear.
“l won't let anything happen to me!” Dorothy glanced at her phone, noting a message from Lane confirming his arrival, “Lane’s
after me, so as long as | play it cool, he won't harm me!”
“It's the ‘other demands’ he might make that worry me.”
Even something as simple as holding hands would drive Mr. Lopez up the wall if he found out, Kevin thought.
“Kevin, | can take care of myself.”
Seeing him still hesitant to start the car, Dorothy added more firmly, “You know when | make a decision, | see it through! If you
won't take me, I'll go myself. At least if you drive me, you can keep an eye onfrom the shadows.”
“If you tell Everett, can you imagine how guilty, how terrible he'd feel? You've been by his side long enough, you should know!”
Ever since this mess began, Everett had sprouted a few gray hairs.
He might not voice it, but Dorothy knew Everett's guilt had evolved into a sense of inadequacy.
Everett felt he had failed to protect Dorothy, leading to their current predicament.
If this dragged on...
He'd run himself into the ground.
“Kevin, Everett's done more than enough for me. In a relationship, it can’t always be one person giving and the other just
receiving.”
The air hung heavy and silent for nearly a minute before Kevin finally sighed in resignation.
“Alright, but you have to promise me, if there's any danger, you'll callimmediately, and I'lle charging in!”
“Deal.”
Lane first made a detour to fetch a portion of the antidote, securing the rest before donning a hat and mask to meet Dorothy as
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It had been ages since he last saw her, and as he waited, he felt an unfamiliar flutter of nerves akin to a teenage boy on his first
date.
Lane couldn’t help thinking he might be losing it, his fixation on Dorothy bordering on obsession.
As tticked by, he caught himself repeatedly glancing at the diner’s entrance, hoping against hope for her silhouette to
materialize.
Finally!
Dorothy arrived.
Dressed in a simple white tracksuit that accentuated her pallor yet underscored her frailty, she scanned the diner and spotted Lane
by the window.
Striding over, she pulled out the chair across from him and sat down.
“Here's the antid—"
Lane, assuming Dorothy's first order of business would be the antidote, promptly handed it over.
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