Chapter 230

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.

she knew. Even in death, Aaron and Nicola,

was a bitter irony–bereft of everything, yet unable to seek retribution for Nicola, Aaron, Kenan,

haughty, disdainful sound that grated on Willow’s nerves. How could she find amusement in Willow’s

Willow pushed aside the fear of Matthew snapping her neck and lunged at Skyler. Spotting a shard of

out of your f*cking mind,

expected Willow to act so boldly, not even with Matthew’s hand tightening around her throat. Skyler took the brunt of the

was weak, and it wasn’t enough to draw blood. Still, she continued to rain

make her feel the same

“Thunk!”

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

and despair. She wished she were a rabid dog. That way,

reckon Willow’s gone off the deep end. Let’s just leave her be. Willa’s still waiting

away so she could continue her

he barked orders to his crew, “Get Ms. Dawson back to the

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