171. No Escape

***mature content***

Third Person's POV -

William's world has crumbled with the news of Jullie's death. He wouldn't dare to visit the baby and asked Abigail to handle the last rites. He feels like a lost soul, drowning in sorrow. Ema, always the one to console, is by his side. He turns to the bottle, seeking solace at the bottom of a glass.

Amidst the haze of alcohol, he confides in Ema. "I never treated Jullie well," he mumbled, guilt and regret gnawing at him.

Ema, ever-compassionate, tries to offer some comfort. "We all have our moments, William. What matters is that you acknowledge it."

He takes another swig from the bottle, feeling the numbness creeping in. "I should have been better."

Ema places a hand on his shoulder. "You can still do something for her, William. Spend time with the baby. Jullie might find some peace wherever she is."

Nodding, he drains the glass, his control slipping away. He staggers to his car, the thought of Abigail and the baby boy flickering in his