After the Rescue, He Regretted It
Language: en
When we went to rescue my fiancé's childhood friend, my mother became their hostage. My fiancé, the squad leader, shot and killed her. Afterward, he held me, his eyes red-rimmed, explaining, "Your mother was trying to push Willow out to cause a riot. I had no other choice." "I'll convince Willow not to expose your mother, to try and preserve her good name." I couldn't believe it, yet with each piece of damning evidence, I was forced to accept it. The immense pain extinguished my will to live. One time, as I slit my wrist again, I heard Sebastian Stone scoff in his study. "She knew Willow…