All too late for his love

Chapter 322

Aaron’s eyes welled up with tears, but he didn’t respond to Matthew. Instead, he gently tugged at Willow’s sleeve.

“Mom, let’s go home.”

Deep down, he yearned for his Uncle Matthew to hold him once more, but the man standing before him was no longer the warm, caring figure he remembered. He didn’t want his mom to worry any longer.

“Alright, Aaron, let’s go home.”

Willow felt grateful and handed the laptop back to Eric before turning to lan. “Mr. Nightingale, thanks for the laptop. Your jacket’s still at my place. I’ll bring it down later.”

“No need,” lan replied, though he wanted to offer to go up himself. He paused briefly before adding. Willow, I’ll swing by another day to grab it. Take care.”

Feeling genuinely exhausted and in considerable pain from her ankle, Willow was relieved not to have to climb back up to deliver lan’s jacket. She nodded politely to him before taking Aaron’s hand and slowly making their way back into the apartment complex.

and turned around. Biting his lip as if wrestling with a weighty decision, he fixed

my Uncle Matthew anymore. My Uncle Matthew was the best person in the world. He loved me and my mom. He just forgot

he never comes back, he’ll always be important to me, irreplaceable. Mr. Mayer, you’re not

gripped Willow’s arm and marched forward without a backward

unexpected pang. He had convinced himself he didn’t care

if the world around him had turned frigid and desolate, leaving

any semblance of warmth.

the urge to call his grandfather, Moses, and let

date tomorrow. Meeting Willow had made

hit the hay

“lan, what is it?”

going to that blind date tomorrow night,” lan

was a habit even when speaking

private room, and now you’re telling me you’re

Chapter 322

I’m telling you, you must go tomorrow night! If you don’t, then…