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Chapter 41

I slipped into Brax’s room. My fingers traced the patterns of the quilt on his bed as I sat down, trying to focus on the plan I’d outlined in my mind. The darkened room felt oddly comforting, a sanctuary where I could let my guard down, if only for a moment.Hours passed, yet it felt like only a few minutes as I played and replayed the plan in my head. Every detail, each possible scenario, unfolded before me like a macabre dance. What if something went wrong? What if I couldn’t protect Brax or anyone else?I turned towards the window, watching as the shadows grew long and the world outside descended into darkness. The house remained eerily silent, the only sound being my own shallow and strained breathing. Time lost all meaning as my mind ran circles around the countless “what ifs.”Suddenly, the door creaked open, and Brax’s silhouette filled the doorway. My heart skipped a beat as he flicked on the light, his eyes widening in surprise at the sight of me sitting on his bed.“Willow,
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Chapter 42

Leaning my head against the cold tiles, I listened to Brax's footsteps fade as he walked away from the door. Tears still blurred my vision, but I slowly started to calm myself. But guilt still ate away at me. I would never be able to give Brax what he wanted, and there was no way I could stop spending time with him because if I did, Steve would only punish me for not doing as he told me to. My heart ached to be able to be a normal teenager and to be able to fall for Brax like my heart wanted me to. Minutes turned into an hour before I mustered the courage to emerge from the bathroom. The room was dark, save for the faint glow from the bedside lamp that Brax had left on. He was sprawled on the bed, arm across his eyes, clearly lost in his own storm of thoughts."Brax?" My voice was fragile, and the words hung in the air.He sat up instantly, eyes heavy with concern yet softened by affection. "Willow, are you alright?"I nodded, even though it was far from the truth. Walking towards hi
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Chapter 43

The day I had been dreading for a while was the day I went back to school; I never liked school, but I liked it more than being at home because the bullying was nothing compared to the pain Steve put me through. I walked through the doors, my hand in brass. Everyone stopped and stared, making me more uncomfortable than I already was.Nat came rushing up to me, throwing her arms around me. “Oh, I've missed you so much,” she said in a chirpy voice that pierced straight through my ears. She let me go holding me at arm's length. “Dad is pissed that you haven’t been home.”My heart skipped a beat at Nat's words, but I forced a smile. "I’ve been dealing with some stuff. You know how it is."Brax squeezed my hand reassuringly. Nat's eyes shifted to Brax for a second before they came back to me. “Well, I’m glad you’re back. We’ll catch up later, okay?”I nodded, even though I had no intention of spilling the chaos inside me. As Nat walked away, Brax leaned in and whispered, “You, okay?”I si
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Chapter 44

Brax povThe drive to my house was suffocating. The silence between Willow and me was loud, filled with unspoken words and suppressed emotions. I kept my eyes on the road, my grip on the steering wheel tightening with each thumping beat of my heart. The rage inside me was like a sleeping beast, waiting to be unleashed. I glanced at Willow from the corner of my eye. She stared out of the window, her face pale, her hands trembling. Her stepfather, Steve, was the monster who had been hurting her all along, and I was furious with myself for not seeing it earlier.When we finally pulled up to my house, I couldn’t get out of the car fast enough. Willow followed me inside, her steps hesitant. We went straight to my room, the one place I could let my anger out. As soon as the door closed behind us, everything felt too small, too confining. I couldn’t contain the rage any longer.“Brax, can we—” Willow started, but I was already losing it. I grabbed a photo frame off my dresser, the image of m
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Chapter 45

Willow's POVMy feet pounded against the pavement as I ran, each step matching the frantic rhythm of my heart. My lungs burned, pleading for mercy, but the fear propelling me forward was stronger. Brax’s outburst had shattered more than just his room—it had shattered the fragile trust I’d placed in him. The image of his rage was seared into my mind, a grotesque tableau of fury and destruction. I had thought he was different, and I believed him to be my safe haven. But now, all I wanted was to be miles away from him.The cool air stung my cheeks, mingling with the tears I couldn’t keep at bay. My legs threatened to give out, but I pushed onward, driven by an instinctual need to escape. The noise of Brax's rage still echoed in my ears—his guttural scream, the sound of shattering glass. It was all too much. I had to get away. I had to—My foot caught on an uneven patch of sidewalk, sending me sprawling to the ground. I could feel the jagged concrete bite into my palms, scraping my skin r
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Chapter 46

Willow's POVThe ticking of the clock was the only sound filling the room as Dillon and I sat on a chair across from Dillion. I looked out of the window. I watched the city lights dance in the distance, drawing some comfort from their familiarity. My mind replayed Brax’s rage outburst over and over again. Dillon shifted, breaking the silence."I just need to call Brax and let him know I found you,” he said, his voice gentle. “I’ll tell him you’re staying with a friend for a bit. Is that okay?”I nodded, feeling a pang of guilt for making Dillion lie to his best for me. Watching Dillon leave the room, I couldn’t help but think about him. He had always been kind to me, a bastion of calm in my otherwise chaotic life. That simple, consistent kindness made me feel safe, even now.When he returned, Dillon's face was tinged with concern. “Brax is really worried about you, Willow,” he said softly. “He hopes you can forgive him.”The mention of forgiveness made my heart twist. I knew Brax neve
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Chapter 47

Dillon's POVThe city lights outside the window cast a dim glow on her face, making the shadows dance across her features. My heart ached seeing her so burdened, but I swallowed the feelings down like I always did. As much as I didn’t want to acknowledge it, those feelings weren’t going anywhere. Sitting across from Willow, I tried to focus on anything but the feelings that I had for her, but no matter how hard I tried, there was nothing I could do to stop them. I hated that I was in love with my best friend's girl. I owed him so much, and I was betraying him in so many ways. But Willow was beautiful, and there was something about her that drew me to her. My phone buzzed, interrupting the heavy silence that had settled between us. Seeing the caller ID, I excused myself and stepped into the hallway. The voice on the other end was stern and commanding."Dillon. We need to make a move tonight. There's a delivery that needs to be picked up. Can you handle it?” Brax’s father's voice said
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Chapter 48

Willow's POVI don’t know when, but at some point, I fell asleep in the chair. When I woke up, the sun was beaming down on my face. I looked around the room, seeing that Dillion was gone, and my heart ached a little. I couldn’t work out why. Looking down at my phone, I saw the millions of missed calls and messages from Brax. I wasn’t ready to talk to him, not just yet. I had other things I needed to focus on, and there was a big part of me that was still scared of Brax. I got up and headed towards the bathroom, and just as I reached for the bathroom door, the front door swung open. In walked Dillion, carrying a tray of coffee and a bag. “Good morning,” he said with a warm smile. “I didn’t know what coffee you liked, and I didn’t want to wake you, so I just brought a few different ones.” He placed the coffee down on the bench and held out the bag to me. “And here are some clothes.”I thanked him and took the bag. “Have you spoken to Brax?”Dillion's face grew serious, his eyes filled
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Chapter 49

Willow's POVI stood outside the grand, imposing building where Brax's father conducted his business. The architectural lines cut through the air like the sharp edges of a well-honed blade. My heart raced, thumping against my ribcage with an urgency that made my hands tremble. The morning sun cast lengthy shadows, and I squinted up at the towering structure, my thoughts colliding like a whirlwind."You can do this, Willow," I whispered to myself, steeling my resolve. "This is the right thing to do."Just as I gathered my courage, I stepped inside, the cold air conditioning hitting my face as I entered the opulent lobby. The marble floors gleamed under the lights, catching the reflection of opulence that seemed to scream power. My footsteps echoed through the empty space, finally bringing me to the polished desk, where a refined woman in a crisp suit smiled at me.“He’s expecting you,” the woman said, her voice smooth as silk. She directed me to the elevator, and I nodded, swallowing h
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Chapter 50

Brax's POVI sat on the edge of the couch, anxiously tapping my knee. A glass of water remained untouched on the coffee table. The silence was suffocating, every moment a reminder of how awfully I had screwed up. My mind replayed the scene over and over—Willow’s horrified expression, her wide eyes, her retreating footsteps. “Get a grip,” I muttered to myself, running a hand through my hair. But the tension in my chest wouldn’t ease. I wanted to punch something, anything, just to release the pressure building inside of me, but that’s what got me into this mess in the first place.I heard tyres crunch on the gravel outside before the front door creaked open. Dillion walked in, his face unreadable as usual, but I could see the concern in his eyes. He took one look at me and sighed. "Hey, man," Dillion greeted, kicking off his shoes. He plopped down into the armchair opposite me and stretched out, trying to seem casual, though I knew he felt the tension, too. “Have you spoken to Willow
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