126 | "Then whose fault is it?

Willow sat on the side of the road and stared at the main gate of the Logan residence. It was still too far away for any of the men inside to spot them, but over the last few years, Willow had visited the place so many times, she remembered every single tree and bird along the way.

Dawn had broken long ago, and now the sun glared down at them from the peak of the day. It was hot as hell outside, but no matter how many times Dan told her to get inside the car and take respite from the cruel heat, she couldn’t move. It was as if she wanted to punish herself for everything that led to this day. Perhaps if she hadn’t toyed with time, this day wouldn’t have arrived. But something had definitely alerted those men—the organization—and she couldn’t come up with any reason to blame other than herself. She was the one responsible for this. Then why wasn’t she the one to take the brunt of it too? How was any of this fair?

“You do realize what you’re doing is not actually helpful, right?” Dan’s v