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Meeting him yet again
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2026-10-22 21:52:28
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No Longer Their Footstool Meeting him yet again
Willow’s POVDesperately hoping not to crumble under the heavy weight of the engineering textbooks in my hold and make a laughing stock of myself on my first day of classes, I stepped out of the elevator and into the hallway.I had just purchased them from my department’s bookstore.Just then, I sighted Trent and another guy his height, with dark brown hair walking towards me.Before I could blink, the guy scooped the books from my arms, relieving me of the burden.“Thank you so much.” I told him appreciatively.“You are welcome.” Both Trent and the guy replied, causing me to shoot the former an unimpressed look.The guy looked like he was trying not to combust from amusement as he looked between Trent and I.“You two know each other?”“Somehow.”“Unfortunately.” Trent and I answered respectively, to which the guy chortled, his gaze dropping to my books, “You are headed to the freshmen’s lockers, right?”“Yes,” I replied, ignoring Trent who from my hindsight, I could tell was gazing
No Longer Their Footstool Moving day
Willow’s POV“Love you, mum, dad, and grandma,” I whispered, tears coursing down my face, as I gazed at the three cubicles that each held their urns.“And I know they love you too.” Asher said, wrapping his arm around me and giving me a gentle shoulder squeeze.“You are really the missing puzzle piece of our family, Willow,” Seth uttered after a moment, “You managed to get Asher to show affection. Even if he’s still awkward at it.”“Time and place, Seth,” Hudson retorted, albeit there was an amused lilt to his voice.“See, even grandpa agrees.” Seth continued, and I turned my teary gaze to the elderly man, who looked completely done with my brothers as always.Only Seth could find a way to be humorous at an urn vault.It had been three weeks since I became a Crawford, and today was a huge day for me because I had finally met my parents and grandma, and I was also moving into my college dorm.“We should have brought you here sooner,” Grandpa uttered, “I can’t believe it took us this lo
No Longer Their Footstool Event crashers
Erin’s POVRage coursed through me like wildfire through a forest as Willow regarded us, her makeup enhanced face oddly calm, and devoid of any sort of emotion.“Grandpa, wait,” She said, placing her hand on the shoulder of the old man, who'd been barking like a rabid dog as soon as he saw us.Like we’d murdered someone or committed an act tantamount to it.Although he still looked extremely pissed by the sight of my family and I, he nodded, putting his hand on Willow’s, as her three brothers came to stand behind them.“What is going on here? Who let them in?” Seth spat, irritation written all over his face.“You heard him,” Willow uttered to my complete shock, “Why are you here?”So she’d hidden her confrontational attitude, until her biological family showed up.“To apologize,” Dad began, guilt brimming from his voice, “We have wronged you, Willow, and we would like to atone for our mistakes in any way you want.”“You truly have such unbelievable guts,” The old man retorted, “Then a
No Longer Their Footstool Surprise party
Willow’s POVI was packing the last set of unboxed designer clothing into my walk-in closet when a violent succession of knocks came on the door.“Who is there?” I asked, both concerned and scared.“Miss Willow, it’s me, Bernice,” Her panic stricken voice made my heart scud, “Could you please open the door?”With a rampage of grueling thoughts going on inside my head, I opened the door. She was standing on the threshold, her face mauled by fear, which did little to alleviate the worry simmering within me.“Good afternoon, Miss Willow. There’s something you need to see. Now.” She uttered.“What is it? Did something happen? Are grandpa and my brothers alright?” I rambled out, the alarm clocks in my head going off at an overlapping pace, that made chills race down my spine.“I can’t really tell you right now. You need to see it for yourself,” She replied, brows furrowed in urgency, “Please let’s go downstairs because the more time we waste, the worse it might get.”Oh, god.Suddenly, I c
No Longer Their Footstool The rude guy
Willow’s POVStepping away from him, I said, “I am s-““Do you realize that this is a university and you should be aware of your surroundings, instead of going about, bumping into others?” He cut me short before I could get around to apologizing“Excuse me?” I blurted out, staring at him in shock.How could he be so ill mannered? “Stop acting ignorant and be honest,” He continued to my further dismay, “You are one of those desperate high school girls who come here, so they can get a chance to go out with me. Aren’t you?”“I don’t even know you,” I retorted, feeling insulted, “But, based on your superbly pleasant character, I would never wish to even be in the same space with you, talk more of going out with you. Your attitude is nasty.”As I spoke, his emotionless facade fell, his hazel eyes glinting with disbelief, which I found extremely satisfying.Who the hell did he think he was to go about acting like a demigod?“I will assume you are being truthful, and we don’t continue to ac
No Longer Their Footstool Back home
Willow’s POV“Are all these for me?” I asked, flummoxed by the sheer amount of luxury branded boxes sprawled on my bed.“Yes, Willow,” Asher replied, “Go through them all and let me know if you find faults with any, so my assistant can return them.”“B-But there are a lot,” I replied, shaking my head in disbelief, “How could I possibly even need this much clothing?”“Nothing is too much for you, Willow,” Hudson quipped, “We were even planning to match the number of boxes to the number of days you spent apart from us, but grandpa advised against it. He didn’t want you to be overwhelmed.”I could only stare at my three brothers in shock, as I mulled over Hudson’s utterance.About thirty minutes ago, I came home from the hospital, flanked by my brothers and grandfather. I had also formally met with the household staff which consisted of the butler, Mr Fernando, the private chef, Miss Rhoda, and Miss Bernice, the housekeeper.Additionally, I’d also been shown a picture of my late dad, wh
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