Chapter 1216
"Willow… if only you were still here... How wonderful that would be!" Nicola inwardly mused.
She wouldn't feel so terribly alone if her Willow were still here, even though she had faced so many hardships.
"Please don't cry..." Willow wasn't good at comforting others. She awkwardly tried to console Nicola. "Your friend wouldn't want to see you sad like this. And funny enough, some people also call me Willow!
"I'm Willow. What's your name? It's a pleasure to meet you."
Nicola froze for a moment. She grabbed Willow's wrist with such force that it hurt. Her voice trembled as she asked, "Willow? Which Willow?"
Willow couldn't understand why Nicola suddenly seemed so shaken. But because she was rather fond of the latter, she softly explained, "Willow, like the tree that bends in the wind, and Sanford, like the peaceful town. But Matthew likes to call me Willa."
"Matthew? Willa?"
Nicola's grip on Willow's wrist tightened even further, and her eyes began to redden visibly. "You know Mat

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