The next day…  Willow’s POV I couldn’t have asked for such a nice way to wake up this morning. I mean it was nice waking up on a comfy bed, but what really broke me inside was the fact that Maddox wasn’t there when I did. Now there’s just empty space filling his side of the bed and still mold of him in the mattress still remains.  I’m not even sure what inside me told me it was alright for me to sleep with him last night. I know he just used me because he loves the sex we have together, but I guess it was the whole taking care of me after his girlfriend punched me that really led to all of that.  Whatever. I just need to get over it and try to forget about what happened and pretend it

Maddox's POV"How long do you think she'll be out for?'"Could be a few hours, maybe even until tomorrow morning... We doped her up on some anti-psychotics so we could decrease the train of thought going on in her brain. I'm hoping that when she wakes up, she'll forget what happened and just go back to how she was beforehand."I nod, folding my arms over my chest, and glance behind the doctor and Willow. I haven't seen her this calm in quite some time, especially giving what just happened. Let's just hope that when she wakes up, we can take those restraints off her wrists and let her be. "But anyways..." the pyschiatrist mumbles, gathering up some of his charting into his arms, "I'll order a nurse or two to be on watch for Willow here, but I doubt that when she wakes up, she'll even have the slightest bit of energy to pursue any harm to herself.""Sounds good, doc," I sigh, taking a seat down on the bed next to Willow and gra

Willow’s POV I raise a hand towards Maddox’s tight hold around my wrist. “Let go of me!” I screech, attempting to hit him off of me. Of course it does absolutely nothing at all. “Would you be quiet?” He snarls, giving me another harsh tug towards him, not even caring about the fact I could fall and end up being dragged across the floor. It doesn’t take long until I’m dragged with his insane amount of speed back to what was once my house. My house and not Chloe’s with my children. Oh my sweet sweet babies…. I feel like I haven’t seen Mariella and Flynn in forever. I guess it was only a few days with me being in the hospital and my attempt too split with Maddox and just be a maid for the castle instead of a stupid stupid princess.  Maddox slams the doo

Maddox’s POV Everything goes completely still as I stand up from the couch, watching Willow go crashing on to the floor as streams of blood pour down her pale legs.  “Willow!” I holler speeding over to her and catching her neck right before she lands. I slow her body down to the ground gently, carefully resting her head on my arm. I look up, away from her pained and life-draining face. Malaya’s in front of me now, the Queen of our neighbouring Kingdom, the one who’s dressed in all black and red.  She crouches down too, dropping the phone she was using to call the medic. “A medical team… Th-they’re on their way….” She utters, looking down at the pool if blooding underneath Willow. She looks startled yet so so intrigued.&n

Willow’s POV “What the hell do you mean I’m seven weeks pregnant? You’re lying! This just must be some sort of sick joke!” I boom, grabbing back the sonogram and only now noticing that it says, “ARCHFIEND WILLOW” at the top right corner in small white imprint.  Then, it really hits me. “Of fuck…” I gasp, clasping my hand over my mouth in disbelief, even though I know for certain it’s true. It’s true and all my fault. No no no no… I was supposed to be freeing myself from Maddox, not getting closer by spreading my legs and getting pregnant with his baby again! Two was already enough with him, how am I going to manage three in a split relationship… how are these kids going to manage!? “I-I’ve gotta go.” I hand Maddox the picture back an