Chapter 164

Willow couldn't contain her grief any longer, and she spat out a mouthful of blood. "Willow!" Zayn was taken aback by Willow suddenly coughing up blood. Remembering the last time Willow used a similar tactic to spit blood in front of him, his face twisted into a mocking sneer. "Willow, are you trying the same trick again?! Your tactics are so predictable!" Willow didn't hear what Zayn said. Her mind was filled with only one thought. Nicola was dead. Her best friend, closer than family, was gone. She died just like Aaron, in a tragic and desperate manner, with no remains to be found. If only Zayn had agreed earlier, if only she could have cleared Nicola's name sooner, perhaps she wouldn't have been pushed to the brink. Willow turned to Zayn with a deep, unprecedented hatred in her eyes. In that intense hatred, there was also a trace of world-weary self-mockery. This world seemed to enjoy playing jokes on her. It always pushed her into despair when she was full of hope. It