Chapter 230

As Matthew listened to Willow's fragmented words, his discomfort grew. "Matthew, I won't ever forgive you. Never gonna forgive you…" Willow's voice seemed distant. She was lost in her own turmoil, oblivious to his presence. And she wouldn't forgive herself either. Because she had failed to protect Aaron and Nicola. "Shut your mouth, Willow!" Matthew's words sliced through the tension as he clutched her throat in a fit of rage. "Matthew, I…" But Willow's attempt at a response was silenced by the tightening grip, leaving her staring into the abyss, lost like a child in the dark. With nothing left, she knew. Even in death, Aaron and Nicola would never forgive her. It was a bitter irony—bereft of everything, yet unable to seek retribution for Nicola, Aaron, Kenan, or her grandmother. Skyler's laughter rang out. It was a haughty, disdainful sound that grated on Willow's nerves. How could she find amusement in Willow's suffering? With a surge of adrenaline, Willow pushed aside the f