All too late for his love

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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.

they crossed through the gates of the complex, Aaron abruptly stopped and turned around. Biting

the best person in the world. He loved me

back, he’ll always be important to me, irreplaceable. Mr. Mayer, you’re not

Aaron tightly gripped Willow’s arm and marched forward without a backward

He instinctively pressed a hand to his chest, feeling an unexpected pang. He had convinced himself he didn’t care about the kid, but now

around him had turned

any semblance of warmth.

into the car, lan felt the urge to call his grandfather, Moses, and let

the arranged date tomorrow. Meeting Willow had made the whole

the hay yet and picked up the

“lan, what is it?”

that blind date tomorrow night,” lan said, keeping his words brief

even when speaking to his cherished

private room, and now you’re telling me

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you must go tomorrow night! If you don’t, then… you’re no longer