𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄? | 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒎 𝑨𝒇𝒕𝒐𝒏.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍

NARRATION:

William laid in the bed. Looking up towards the ceiling, as Clara lied beside him. He sighed, turning to look at her. She was stunning, yet he found no interest in her.. why did he marry her in the first place?

He had children with her.. yet he still divorced her, even though he knew that it would cause one of his children pain, as the other one didn't live long enough to suffer from it.

If he didn't see anything in Clara, what did he see in y/n? He saw someone vulnerable and naive. Yet, he couldn't help but feel something strong for her. Was it because she was similar to Clara? Or was it because she helped him realize something?

"What are we thinking?"

Clara spoke, her eyes closed after she had opened them for a moment. She smiled cupping Williams cheek.

"Where did you go wrong william?"

Where did he go wrong? Was it the murders? The way he treated his child? The way he treated himself?

William grabbed Clara's wrist. Pulling her hand of his cheek and turning over. He took a deep breath and sighed. also wondering what he did wrong, or rather where he went wrong...

•—————-•

As William put on his tie, He felt clara's arms rap around his torso.

"Good morning darling."

She smiled, giving him a kiss on the cheek. He grabbed her wrists, taking her arms of his torso and pushing her back. There was a slight pout on her lips, but she shrugged and left the room.

It wasn't long before y/n walked in. Looking at William through the mirror there was a soft smile. The smile that made Williams heart flutter, the smile that made him have hope..

"Love."

He smiled. Taking off his tie and tying it on again.
Y/n noticed the struggle and decided to help. She stood in front of him, the same soft and gentle smile on her face as she fixed the tie. It was quite a peculiar one too, she now saw why he struggled with it. She managed to get it done, then tapped his chest.

"There we go.."

She smiled.

William pulled her into another soft, yet deep kiss. As he cupped her cheek and grabbed her waist. He pulled her closer, only making the kiss deeper as they heard footsteps approaching.

Y/n quickly pulled away. moving back, as she saw Mike walked past the bedroom. He shrugged and walked into his room, closing the door.

"Why so secretiv, darling?"

William put on his blazer.

"I don't want to ruin our "friendship?" I don't know.. I really like Mike, and I don't want him to think bad of me.."

"Oh, so I'm going to ruin your reputation?"

Y/n hesitated. Trying to find the right words to explain herself. William wasn't going to ruin her reputation.. what reputation was she keeping up for a fourteen year old anyway?

Was she keeping a reputation in an empty household?

Oh lord.. nearly a month in this house and she's already gone mad. Had the police given up her case? Probably. Has everyone forgotten? Probably...

Y/N desperately wanted to see Winfrey. She missed her daughter's face, she wanted to see her again.. although, she didn't want William to get caught.. she hadn't been outside for weeks, and yet she didn't want to go, because she didn't want William to get caught...

She needed to call winfrey and tell her not to run to the authorities, she wanted to find a way where there would be a happy ending.. without William getting caught and without winfrey getting the police..

But how would she do that if there were so many things in her way?

William noticed the distress y/n was in, and pulled her into another kiss. Pulling away he cupped her cheek.

"Don't worry, you'll see her face, to face.."