Sour sweetness
Willow didn't say anything, she didn't know what to expect; as much as she didn't want him to have any kind of control over her life here she found herself cowering in fear. If he could beat Zed to the edge of death then he certainly can do anything he wanted to her."I am talking to you woman, what are you wearing?" He yelled locking the door to not get disturbed."Willow I'm talking here." He seethed painfully squeezing her forearm."This is what Josephine wears for campus; I think it's appropriate for a club." She reasoned not daring to look up into his eyes."Then what I'm going to do is appropriate for a club too." He suddenly turned calm and composed which frightened her to an extent she hasn't thought existed until now.…