WILLOW SANDLER AND PEDRO PASCAL: RELATIONSHIP OVER BEFORE IT BEGAN?
By: Sam Doherty

According to sources close to the pair, their reportedly whirlwind relationship has come to an end.

"They had a lot of fun," says a close friend of the pair. "There was a lot of love there, but their lives are going in completely opposite directions. She wants to get ahead of her career and he's at the height of his. There just isn't room for each other in their lives."

With the end of the relationship at the forefront, one wonders if Sandler will be joining Pascal on his press tour in June.

"They're both very torn," source says. "They wanted to make it work but just couldn't."

It's unfortunate that such a happy couple got lost in the chaos of their own lives, but neither of them appear to hold any resentment to the other.

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3:14AM
MESSAGE FROM:
"R. Paddington"

R. Paddington
Are you okay?

Willow
Idk
I really liked him
I feel kinda empty rn
Like I should be fine
Because it wasn't real but
Like I'm just not

R. Paddington
Wasn't real?
Wym?

Willow
Oh I forgot you didn't know
Yeah it was all PR
but we really liked each other
we just couldn't
idk we couldn't make it work.
I'm on my third row of oreros
Please send help

R. Paddington
Give me a day I'll fly over
Call J2 they can comfort you
For now at least right?

Willow
I don't want their comfort.
I want Pedro.

R. Paddington
Fuck Will
I'm sorry love but
you can't have him.
Please call someone
You need someone with you.

Willow
It's fine.
I'm just gonna have a small drink.

R. Paddington
Willow no.
I know it hurts but you can't.
You're stronger than that.

Message delivered at 3:21AM

R. Paddington
Willow???!!!!

Message delivered at 3:22AM

R. Paddington
Fuck will

Message delivered at 3:23AM

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3:41AM
SEND MESSAGE TO
"Pedro"

Willow
Hahahahahahaha
Wow
This sucks
You suck
I mean you don't
I just miss you
Lihe anxiot
Iutr my fabodit
And I nudx you

Pedro
Are you drunk

Willow
Wgatf it to u
Ur not my nf

Pedro
Fuck willow

PEDRO IS CALLING
...
...
...
DECLINED

Pedro
Willow answer the phone
You live in NYC
I will find your house
And take the bottle.
Answer the phone.

Willow
NO
Because u hurt me
I like u
Ablit
Fbing i kibeu
And u left anywat

Pedro
Willow
I can't do this when
you're drunk.
I'm coming over.

Willow
Don't borgher
Im noteben ther

Pedro
Then where are you?
Willow where?

Willow
Ur mom's

Pedro
My mom is dead corazón

Willow
Duck I'm so sorry
It was just a hoke
I didn't mena to uoet yoi

Pedro
It's okay Willow
You didn't
Cmon tell me where you are
I'll come get you
Help you get some rest

Willow
Moooooooo
I mean noooooo
Noooooooooooooo
No
No
No
No
NO

Pedro
Willow Sandler
I'll call your dad

Willow
NO DONT DO TGAT
PLEASE
HE WIKK BE SO UOSET

Pedro
Then tell me where you are

Willow
i habe safe way hine
Hims
Home
Ill be safe

Pedro
Willow no
Willow

PEDRO IS CALLING
...
...
DECLINED

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Willow knew it was a bad decision. She knew taking her first drink of alcohol in 343 days would be bad. She knew it wouldn't end well.

But she'd never been one to deal with her feelings correctly. She'd always pushed away her emotions and bottle them up until they exploded.

And she'd bottled up so many emotions since her mother's death.

The grief of losing her, the toll it took on her and her father's relationship, the public's view on her. And Pedro...

"You sleep okay?"

Willow looked to her right, head aching and throbbing against her skull. She hated herself in this moment.

She wanted to be strong, to put the bottle down and talk to someone. She wanted to call her therapist, explain everything going on.

But when she picked up the phone, her heart longed for someone else, but she knew she couldn't text him. He wanted space, needed it even.

Their breakup was public now, and her phone flooding with article after article, each blaming her and coming up with scenarios that weren't remotely true — it only sent her spiraling further.

A hand touched her bare skin and she smiled down at the figure weakly.

"Thanks for coming last night."

He nodded, the familiar cold smirk twisting up his lips. She knew she'd regret calling him. Regret coming over. Regret drinking.

But so early in the morning, so heartbroken, she couldn't find it in herself to regret it right now.

"Wanna go another round?"

Willow's nose crinkled at the blunt question, feeling somewhat used deep within her. She looked him over, dirty blonde hair cascading over his eyebrows, a handsome stubble tainting his chin.

"Yeah." She shrugged, deciding it was better to distract herself all together than face the pain. "Sure, James."

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