Chapter 163

Willow's expression froze for a moment, and her damp eyelashes quivered. Her gaze wandered, seeming lost in the distance, as if everyone's souls had been carried away by the cold wind outside. In the end, she gave in, feeling as low as could be. It hurt like nothing else. Willow couldn't tell if the pain came from her body or her heart. All she knew was that it hurt, and it felt like it would never end. After the pain faded, she found it strangely funny. How could a walking corpse like her feel pain? She smiled bitterly. The pain in her stomach made it hard to stand straight. Even picking up her scattered clothes was tough. Before the pain could ease, Zayn's cold voice cut in again. "Willow, say it! Beg me!" Willow knew she should please Zayn to save Nicola, but there were things she didn't want to say. She numbly draped the shattered clothes over her body, leaning against the nearby sofa to steady herself, trying to appear less debased. "Mr. Carter, can you testify for Nicol