Chapter 117

Sadly, she couldn't save Aaron. Thinking of Aaron, Willow's throat choked with sobs again. Swallowing her vulnerability, she raised her head. She spoke to Kenan, enunciating each word in caution, "Mr. Dawson, thank you for your kindness, but I'm not as good as you think." Expending all her energy to say so much, Willow stood calmly, as if awaiting Kenan's final judgment. She stared at the man with tightly pursed lips. A sudden unease washed over her as if her family had caught her in a shameful act. She feared Kenan would react like those parents who caught their children misbehaving. She imagined him uttering words of disgrace and slapping her across the face. If Kenan called her shameless, she would be devastated. Preferring him not to say it first, she took it upon herself. "Mr. Dawson, don't you think I'm very shameless? I do feel quite ashamed—" Before she could finish, powerful arms enveloped her. Kenan hugged her tightly, murmuring in her ear, "Willow, I don't think you