All too late for his love

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As Matthew listened to Willow’s fragmented words, his discomfort grew. “Matthew, I won’t ever forgive you. Never gonna forgive you…”

Willow’s voice seemed distant. She was lost in her own turmoil, oblivious to his presence. And she wouldn’t forgive herself either. Because she had falled to protect Aaron and Nicola.

“Shut your mouth, Willow!”

Matthew’s words sliced through the tension as he clutched her throat in a fit of rage.

“Matthew, I…”

But Willow’s attempt at a response was silenced by the tightening grip, leaving her staring into the abyss,

lost like a child in the dark.

knew. Even in death,

everything, yet unable to seek retribution

that grated

Willow pushed aside the fear of Matthew snapping her neck and lunged at Skyler. Spotting a shard of broken wood on the ground, Willow

out of your f*cking mind,

to act so boldly, not even with Matthew’s hand tightening

enough to draw blood. Still, she continued to rain

to make her feel the same

“Thunk!”

her to the ground. Looking down at her with disdain, he spat, “Willow, have you

She wished she were a rabid dog. That way, she’d be capable of tearing apart everyone

end. Let’s just leave her be. Willa’s still waiting for you at the

Matthew away so she could continue her cruel game with

Wilhelmina’s name, he’d bolt to the hospital. Instead, he barked orders to his

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