When she spoke, it was with a familiar warmth never used for anyone else.


    Dorothy had never called him "Everett." It was clear, even now, that Heather still harbored love for Everett. Call it obsession or foolishness, but to love so fiercely was rare in this world.


    "Yeah, I''m happy," Dorothy admitted without hesitation, nodding in agreement. "I''ve epted him, and I''ve decided to really give this rtionship my all." Heather looked up at Dorothy, as if trying to peer through her facade, longing to see the face she missed day and night... "Dorothy, I''ve messed up my life, but in the next one... can you lethave Everett?" "No." Dorothy''s rejection was swift and cold. "He was never mine to give. I don''t have the right to decide who he belongs to. Besides, if there really is a next life, I still want to be with him." She thought, this taround, she''d be the one to chase after Everett.


    He had been through so much.


    "I''m already like this, and yet you stillpete with me." Heather forced a smile. "In prison, I often thought how great it would be if we could swap lives! I''d rather have grown up fatherless, with a mother constantly battling illness, so I could work and earn money, living your dignified life!" Dorothy just smirked, choosing not to respond.


    Heather always thought she had it hard, growing up ridiculed and living in the shadows, feeling aggrieved. But she didn''t understand true despair, the feeling of life dragging you forward by the hair.


    She could easily talk about swapping ces, enduring the hardships.


    But those hardships weren''t as simple as lip service...


    Every day, every night, every penny, wasn''t easy to cby.


    "Dorothy, did you cto visitout of pity?" "No," she shook her head. "I just wanted to see you." Dorothy wasn''t lying.


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    There was no need.


    "Why don''t you keep up the act?" Heather raised an eyebrow. "You love ying the innocent, don''t you? Now''s the tto say you''re here for your sister, to see her off onest time, making Everett see you as a good person! Dorothy, you''re the best I''ve seen at this act, keeping Everett on a leash, making him do everything for you, while iming you don''t love him and want to leave."  Heather''s malice was hard to hold back.


    But Dorothy expected as much.


    "If you think I''m pretending, then so be it," Dorothy responded. "I think the biggest difference between us is that don''t intend to hurt others to get what I want."  ?w"I hurt others?! It''s others who hurt me!" Heather grew agitated.


    A guard immediately issued a warning.


    "Heather, be mindful! Or we''ll have to end this visit." Clearly, Heather was frightened; she W tempered into conce had here and shrank back at the words.  MS Dorothy sighed softly. "After seeing me, will you have the chance to see your mom... and Maxton?" She couldn''t bring herself to call that man her father.


    "Before the execution, there should be onest chance to see family, but I don''t want to see Maxton."