Willow was driving much faster than everyone else. She didn’t even care about her safety anymore. It was like she had returned to the year she was 22, when she was brave enough to fight for love.
All of a sudden, the white BMW stalled. Willow kept trying to start the engine, but she failed. Her anxiety was reaching its peak.
After a while, she opened the car door and braved the snow to check on the car. The ice–cold snowflakes rained down on her face, sneaking down her collar and landing on her limbs. Soon, she began shivering from the cold.
To make things worse, not only was her car broken down, but her phone was out of battery, too. The blizzard was still raging on relentlessly.
Willow sat in the car silently for a moment, a few unmelted snowflakes still caught in her eyelashes. It was freezing outside, but there was still no news about Julian’s whereabouts. A few seconds later, Willow resolutely opened the car door again and walked forward amidst the wind and snow.
The snow continued falling mercilessly, which was incredibly cold and made her skin sting. It felt so much like when she got kicked in the abdomen that night. That was when she and Julian were at their lowest point as a couple. He had hugged her and said, “All we have is each other, Willow.”
All these years later, Willow was once again carrying a burden for Julian, lonely yet courageous. There was a vast expanse of snow before her, and behind Willow was the expensive car she had abandoned. She had always been willing to give up everything for Julian.
She walked on for what seemed like forever. She didn’t even know how far she had made it. All she knew was that her body was almost completely numb. Even so, she couldn’t stop. She was terrified that something had happened to Julian.
Most of the cars on both sides of the six–lane highway had stopped, quietly waiting for the snow to stop. Her lone figure trudged through the snow, and she looked incredibly lonely. The deep tracks she left in the snow were the traces of her love for Julian.
A black Mercedes MPV suddenly stopped next to Willow. When the door opened, she heard Esther’s shocked voice. “Mrs. Ziegler?”

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