All too late for his love

"You're right, Mr. Carter. Skyler's a pure woman. And it must be heaven's will for two pure people to meet! Skyler will be here soon, right? I won't get in your way, then," Willow said quickly.

"Skyler just had a miscarriage. I would end up harming her if I touch her now," With that, Zayn walked over to Willow.

Willow paled when she realized his intentions. She knew she shouldn't have such unrealistic expectations, but Willow still couldn't stop herself from crying as she replayed Zayn's words in her head.

Skyler may have had a miscarriage, but Willow herself had miscarried recently too. And Zayn was only worried for Skyler. Did he think that Willow was a strong person who could never fall ill or be hurt?

To Zayn, Skyler was the apple of his eyes. Willow was worth less than the dirt under his shoe.

Willow reflexively curled up as she tried to push down the panic rising within her. "You can't do this to me, Mr. Carter! I'm not lying to you. I really am sick."

"What? Trying to save yourself for Mr. Dawson? In your dreams, Willow!" As Zayn spoke, he roughly ripped Willow's jacket off.

The jacket had already stuck to Willow's back because of all the blood. So when Zayn tore it off, her skin was ripped off as well. Willow nearly passed out from the sheer agony.

Willow bit her lip hard. Only then did she manage to get her trembling under some semblance of control. She knew that she couldn't refuse him, but she really couldn't service him tonight.

"You're right, Mr. Carter. I'm a dirty whore, so please, don't touch me! I'm dirty, sullied. Even I think so myself. Aren't you worried that you'll end up tainting yourself if you lower yourself to touch me?"

Zayn nearly blew his top when Willow protested. Now that she called herself dirty in a bid to save herself for Kenan, he exploded. He grabbed Willow's shoulders, hurling her onto the bed before ripping her shirt open. Just as he was about to get on top of her, he realized that she simply laid there, when she had been such a strong woman just earlier.

saw the r real Willow's jacket was black, so Zayn didn't notice the blood stains on it when he tore it off her body. It was only now that he saw blooming across his sheets that he realized that she was hurt.

He flipped her over, only to see that she had cut the back of her shirtm wounds away. When he saw the wou stretching across her back, Zayn.

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"Willow, speak up. What is the on meaning of this?"

Zayn gripped Willow's shoulders tightly, but no matter how he shook her, she remained unmoving. She still remained as quiet and fragile as ever, as though she had just died.