In the dimly lit Quartermaine kitchen, the air was thick with tension. Drew stood by the counter, his jaw clenched, while Willow nervously twisted her wedding ring. Carly, Michael's mother and Drew's ex-girlfriend, leaned against the sink, her eyes narrowing as she took in the scene. Nina, Willow's mother, stood frozen near the stove, her expression a mix of shock and betrayal.
Drew: (voice low) "Willow, we can't keep doing this. It's tearing us apart."
Willow: (voice trembling) "I know, Drew. But I can't stop thinking about you. About us."
Drew: (frustrated) "We're destroying our families. Michael doesn't deserve this."
Willow: (teary-eyed) "And Nina? How can I look her in the eyes knowing what we've done?"
Carly cleared her throat, drawing their attention. Her gaze bore into Drew, her maternal instincts on high alert.
Carly: "Well, well. Seems like the prodigal son has a taste for forbidden fruit."
Drew: "Carly, it's not—"
Carly: "Don't bother denying it. I've seen the way you look at Willow. And Nina? She's been through enough."
Nina finally found her voice, her anger simmering.
Nina: "Willow, my own daughter, and Drew? How could you?"
Willow: "Nina, I never meant—"
Nina: "Enough! You've betrayed me, Willow. And you, Drew—you're no better."
Drew's eyes flickered to Carly, who crossed her arms, her expression unreadable.
Carly: "You think I don't see the guilt in your eyes? Michael loves Willow, and you're jeopardizing that."
Drew: "Carly, I—"
Carly: "Save it. I've been down this road before. You're playing with fire, and it'll burn us all."
As if on cue, Michael entered the kitchen, his footsteps heavy. His gaze swept over the room, landing on Willow and Drew.
Michael: "What's going on here?"
Willow's breath hitched, and Drew's shoulders sagged. Carly stepped forward, her voice firm.
Carly: "Your wife and my ex-husband have been having an affair, Michael."
Michael's face paled, and he turned to Willow, hurt etching his features.
Michael: "Willow?"
Willow: "Michael, I—"
Michael: "No. I won't listen to excuses. Our marriage—our family—is falling apart."
Nina's voice cracked as she faced Willow.
Nina: "You were my daughter. How could you betray me like this?"
Willow's tears flowed freely now, and Drew's guilt weighed heavily on him.
Drew: "We never meant for this to happen."
Carly: "Intentions don't matter. Consequences do."
The kitchen seemed to close in on them, the walls echoing with heartache and regret. Drew glanced at Willow, their secret love now exposed. Carly's eyes bore into him, and Nina's pain was etched across her face.
In that moment, Drew realized the cost of their affair—the shattered lives, the broken trust. And as Michael walked out, Willow's sobs filling the room, he knew there was no turning back.
