[Mature Content.]
It was late at night, and Vernon sat in the living room with a laptop on his lap. He tried to busy himself by working on some of his projects. He couldn't sleep, knowing Dorothea was living in the same apartment as him and his little family.
He tried to assure himself that Dorothea had changed, and he wouldn't turn against them and tell Vincent about the whole thing.
Unfortunately, Vernon couldn't believe his own words. He was still worried that Dorothea would eventually return to her old ways.
"Besides, I still can't trust Dorothea to be with Mackie alone. There has to be someone with them, or I will die out of anxiety," Vernon talked to himself, trying to justify his suspicion. "There is no guarantee that the old witch will not use Heroin or booze around Mackie. I don't want Mackie to be with a bad influence, or even worse, get beaten like I got back then…."
