Willow's POV
I stared at the phone in my hand, the weight of the decision I was about to make settling into my bones. It wasn’t that I wanted to confront him, Jason. He had been there for me, I couldn’t deny that. But sometimes, his protectiveness over me, his constant need to guard me from every little thing, felt like a chain wrapped around my heart. It was smothering. He needed to know that.
I pressed the dial button, and the phone once, twice, three times before he picked up.
“Willow,” Jason’s voice was flat, tired like he already knew what I was going to say. “I don’t want to talk right now.”
My heart tightened. I wanted to scream at him, but I forced the words out instead, keeping my voice steady. “I’m not giving you a choice, Jason. I need you to tell me where you are.”
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