The president's Substitute Wife~
Willow lay on her bed, arms wrapped around her body in a bid to feel some sort of warmth, the pit inside her slowly widening the more she thought of the ordeal she had to go through. Her feet were hurting so bad she knew she had blisters. Willow inhaled deeply, shutting her eyes to sleep. She willed herself to get over the event of the night. Jasmine's voice echoed in her head again. She had to bear all of this until Sophia gets back. That's if she ever comes back.
Willow shuddered internally, lips caught between her teeth, brows furrowed even with her eyes closed, she was struggling to sleep.
