"That's right! He.s a b*stard, through and through!" Loomis proclaimed loudly.
"Willa, how could you possibly remember a b*stard like that but not me? I treat you so well! So why?" He continued, purposely making his tone sad.
"I ... I'm not sure why either. What I'm sure of is that that kiss has been imprinted in mind ... " Willa said.
It was such an unforgettable memory. However, no matter how much she tried, she could not remember what the person looked like.
She could only recall that he seemed to be tall, adorable, and incredibly innocent.
That seemed about right.
But how could he be a b*stard if that was the case?
"Well, there's nothing I can do about that, I suppose. I'll give you some time alone then. Do I really mean nothing to you?" Loomis sighed.
"I... don't know. All I remember is that kiss," Willa shook her head as she answered him.
"Alright then, I'll visit you another time ... " Loomis said dejectedly, turning to walk out of the room.
He had meant to look heartbroken so Willa would take pity on him and call him back. However, even after he had reached the door, she did not do such a thing. Loomis was fuming inside. What the f*ck?!
Once he got out, he looked at Willa through the
glass, only to see her blankly staring out the
window.
Loomis sneered and muttered his thoughts out loud to himself, "Interesting... seems like my tactics aren't working on her. Oh Willa, that makes me want you even more! No matter how much you guard yourself, I will find a way to slither my way into your memories..."
Loomis smirked a little as he continued to look at Willa through the glass. Tsk, she was truly the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her back looked stunning from here ...
In the room, Willa was still trying to recover her past. She had a splitting headache from all the thinking she had been doing and bemoaned to herself quietly, "Who on earth was it? Who is this man who took my first kiss?"
Eventually, a memory flashed into her head .
Chuck had woken up from his coma and was now processing everything his mother was telling him. Willa was still alive, but she had been rescued by someone else.
"Mom, who saved her?" Chuck asked, attempting to get out of bed.
He just had a dream that made him especially anxious. In the dream, Willa was sitting in a corner by herself looking vacant. Whenever Chuck asked her a question, she would just stare blankly back at him. She looked helpless and confused ... It made him feel heartbroken.
What on earth happened to Willa?
"I'm still not sure about that yet. I already have Betty looking into this right now," Karen said, feeling a touch of relief. Chuck had woken up and regained some color on his face.
"Mom, I just had a dream. In it, Auntie Logan looked really helpless ... " Chuck couldn't help but mention it. Willa had indeed looked pitiful. He wanted to protect her at all costs.
"Helpless?" Karen questioned, a bit taken aback.
"I don't know ... She just sat in a corner and did nothing. I kept asking her what was wrong, but she never answers back ... " Chuck explained anxiously.
"Don't worry, dreams aren't real anyway. Willa will be fine. Rest well, alright? I'll go find her right now," Karen consoled him.
"Mom, let me go with you," Chuck said as he went to put on his clothes.
He felt fine now, so he wanted to help.
Karen nodded, agreeing to it.
She knew she couldn't say anything to dissuade her son. After all, Chuck looked really worried. She knew that he wouldn't be able to rest easy before Willa was found anyway.
Soon, Karen and Chuck went outside and started to search for clues again. It was at that moment that Karen's phone suddenly rang.
She took a double-take at the caller I.D. when she saw who was calling. "Chucky, hold on a moment," Karen said in a hurry.
"I can't wait any longer, Mom!" Chuck complained. He did not want to wait any longer.
"I know, but your father is coming over now. Don't you want to meet him?" Karen asked, still eyeing her ringing phone without picking it up.
Chuck had never met his father, Chadrick before. Why did he suddenly appear out of nowhere at this time? Had he finally completed all his tasks?
"What?" Chuck questioned, astonished. His father?
"Your father is back, don't you want to see him?" Karen repeated herself calmly.
"Of course I do!" Chuck replied quickly. He had never met his father before.
Why was he suddenly back after all this time?
"Well then, let's go pay your father a visit before we go find Willa, okay?" Karen suggested.
Chuck nodded in agreement.
Karen breathed a sigh of relief at that and took Chuck home. She then proceeded to the kitchen so she could cook for the family.
Chuck, on the other hand, was pacing back and forth in the kitchen. He couldn't calm down as Willa's defenseless expression kept intruding on his thoughts. He had to find her as soon as he could.
Chuck didn't want to waste any more time. If they were delayed by too much, they wouldn't be able to find Willa in time. If something happened to her, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
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