"Er..." Fiona Dalton stammered for a moment.
Cecilia Quincy, who was standing to the side, was frantically motioning to her with her eyes.
After a moment's hesitation, she decided to follow Cecilia's advice.
"Willow, there's no one else home right now. I want to ask you a question, and you have to answer me honestly."
"..."
Willow Quincy already guessed what the question was, so he immediately fell silent.
Fiona Dalton said urgently, "Don't you dare be silent!"
"...Alright." 'This day was bound to come. I knew I couldn't avoid it.'
"Go ahead and ask." His tone suddenly softened, as if he'd given up the struggle.
Fiona Dalton took a deep breath and got straight to the point. "Willow, are you in love with that girl, Charlotte Shaw?"
"...Yes."
Willow Quincy's answer was exactly what Fiona Dalton had expected, yet she was still frightened out of her wits by his damning admission.
"You—" Fiona Dalton gasped, nearly fainting on the spot.
