Willys angel

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Wonka's pov

Three days since I sent the tickets out and only three have been found. A fat boy, a rich British snobby girl, and a highly annoying gum chewer from America. I knew where the other ticket was but the fifth one was still in my possession, my dear sweetheart (y/n) deserves it and I must slip it to her soon or else she'll not be able to come and visit the factory. I saw her last night on her way home stopping by the factory just to smell the sugary sweet smoke that came from the factory that was almost too intoxicating to walk by without stopping.

She looked so pitiful tho her dress was literally held together with the most minimal amount of stitching and the most worn out fabric I've ever seen.  I looked out the factory window and there she was my angel my precious (y/n) looking at the factory, it was now or never.  I sprinted to the side door and walked out it hoping she wouldn't leave just yet. And with just my luck she was still there staring at the factory with bright eyes and a small soft smile on her lips she was too pure and innocent for this world and too good for that family of hers too. I've seen her brother come by multiply times and he was always wearing something new and now this is time I will make sure she will have whatever her little heart desires.

"Miss!" I called to her drawing her attention to me I quickly opened the gate and slide myself out through a tiny gap so no one else could get out. "Miss are you alright? Every time I see you pass the factory you seem thinner and starving here I can help nothing in return I just want to give you a hot meal and a new dress that fits if that's ok?" I said quickly hoping she would allow me to help her even if it's just for a little bit. I watched as she nodded slowly before holding out her hand to me for me to lead her to the factory. Her hands were tiny and felt so fragile more than anyone's should. I slipped through the back halls avoiding the Oompa Loompas so none would question her or me at the moment. Finally I arrived at my office and held the door open for her so she could walk in first. She looked around in aw a lot had changed since she was last in my office everything besides the drawing she made all tho years ago.

"You kept it?" She whispered walking to the picture a small smile on her face. I smiled a little she had recognized it and me. "That drawing is what kept me going every day since you left, I couldn't forget you even if I tried," I spoke smiling and gently reached for her hand. She allowed me to take it smiling bigger than ever and hugged me. "I want you to get one of the golden tickets, you deserve it more than anything." I stated holding out a golden ticket the one I'd been holding on to since the contest started. I could tell she was hesitant but she took it with a smile and started scanning the back for what it said. "I have to bring Charlie he would love to come with me it's all he has been talking about." She stated tucking the ticket into her apron pocket that was as worn as her dress. "Now come on I did promise you a hot meal didn't I?" I asked leading her to the apartment area where dinner was waiting for us.