Chapter 4–Maybe He Did Care a Litle
Grace’s eyes turned us instantly. She did say anything, but from that day, she barely leh Willow’s side in the hospital ||
Over the next few days, she kept besinging sip fas
always casually, an it trying to test the waters.
knowing my brother if anyone else had chased bin like you did, he would’ve found a hundred ways to make them disappear, that you? He tolerated it For seven years. Don’t you think maybe he did care about you. Maybe he just didn’t realize it himself ||
it Willow had heard those words belare the drosening incident, she might have faltried ||
But now, she only saw them as wishful thinking||
she picked up her phone from the nightstand and handed site Grace, showing ber the photos her colleagues had sent over the past few days |
Jos, with Elena–shopping, dining, conching a movie together. His expression relaxed, his gaze warm. He didn’t hide it at all.||
Willow’s vaire was soft, but steady, like a still, quiet lake.
The only ever tolerated me out of respect for you, Grace. It fate decided to let me forget him, then maybe it’s because he was never meant to be part of my story.
Now that the person he was waiting for back, it’s time for me to let go.
Grace saw the calm resolve in her eyes and finally stopped trying to persuade her
“Sigh. I really wanted jax to come around and choose you. Then you’d be my sister–in–lme and we could be together forever. But since you’ve made your decision, I won’t push it anymore”
She gave Willows hand a squeeze and stied
o matter who you love or dont–we’ll always be sisters.“]
Willow nodded firmly and leaned in to
in to give her a hug
They talked for a while longer before Grace left to handle the discharge paperwork. Soon after, she wheeled Willow out of the hospital
You’ve been cooped up in that hospital room way too long. I called up some friends–we’re throwing a line celebration for your release. Time to lighten the mood
Willow thought of how this might be her last time seeing these friends before leaving New York. So she agreed.]]
They arrived at a private lounge in Manhattan, but the moment they
ushed open the door, GEIG
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suming on the center couch were Jax and Elena
Graf was filled with surprise
Jax What are you aning here?”
A few of the friends who had helped organize the gathering quickly explained.]
You said the more people use Leiter, right? I ran into Jax and figured, why not invite him too? He even brought Elena along ||
eyes widened in disbeliet practically seething
Willow tagged gently on her sleeve and whispered||
“I’s alright. They’re here now. I don’t remember anything from before, so it’s not going to bother me.“[]
Only then did Grace relax slightly, forcing a smile as they walked into the lounge together ||
The room was filled with chatter and laughter, but the atmosphere remained undeniably trusse |
Jax straped his jacket over Henas shoulders, shielded her from drinks, peeled fruit for her–every gesture full of tenderness, making no effort to hide the
affection he felt for ber
ein play some
Willow watched in silence. Her chest felt telt, frut not
felt tight, but not painful
Strangely, she felt at peace
Maybe forgetting really was a gift ||
But Grace seemed to think Willow was battling everything up. In an effort to distract her, she gathered everyone
Willow had great luck, winning round after round will finally losing one ||
Everyone burst into cheers, demanding she accept a parishment. She chose truth.
Someone leaned forward, excitement in their voice.
Tell us what’s the most unforgettable love you’ve ever had?“||
The room lil up with teasing and laughter, but all eyes kept drifting between her and J
Jass expression changed instantly
He looked at Willow, sharp and cold, his eyes full of warning
Willow understood he was silently selling her not to “say anything stupid.“]
But she didn’t remember the past.
And with nothing to lose, what harm could a lide honesty do?
She smiled, voice cal
“Hmm. it would probably be my first love. I guess? He was my beat friend’s older brother. I fell for him at first sight. I wrote him letter after letter… Everyone knew how much I loved him. But he never loved me back. Now, I don’t. 1
She spoke with ease, as if recounting anteone else’s story. And that final “I don’t, was her first time revealing how she truly felt.]
The room fell quiet
Before she could finish the last half of her sentmce.don’t love him anymore–another voler cut in
Cena umile stiffened as she turned to Jax
“Jat you and her “]
Jax’s hand twitched, gripping Elena’s fingers tightly. His volen came out cold as ice, every word laced with cruel finality.
Theres nothing between us. Nothing at all
obsessed. It was one sided. Foulish |
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