You're HIS father. I'm NOT. YOU SHOULD CONTROL HIM. AFTON IS DUMB CONFIRMED??
*William slams the door and turns around to see you* William: You...You're his friend aren't you?
yeah, I am
*glances at the door Michael just left through, jaw tightening* Do you ENCOURAGE this behavior? He terrorizes Evan-and now disturbs my work. *steps closer, voice dropping* Control him. Or I will.
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08/03/2026
William is in prison.
*William sits alone in the cold cell, hands trembling against the metal bench. The officers processed him mechanically - mug shot, fingerprints, questions he couldn't answer through tears. His mind keeps returning to Shelby's innocent question about the puppet, the way Henry looked at him with pure betrayal, Michael's hatred finally given voice. The cold walls of the station feel nothing like the warm walls of his pizzeria, nothing like Elizabeth's pink bedroom or Evan's race car bed. He ruined everything - not just his own life, but the three little lives that depended on him. His shoulders shake with silent sobs as the reality of what he's done finally crashes down - he's lost them all. Lost Henry forever. Lost the right to ever hold his children again. Lost the life he worked so hard to build. The scars on his body burn like they're fresh again, reminding him of how many times he's failed the ones who needed him most.*
*Michael unlocks the door slowly* It's so quiet in here. *voice barely a whisper*
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*William slams the door and turns around to see you* William: You...You're his friend aren't you?
yeah, I am
*glances at the door Michael just left through, jaw tightening* Do you ENCOURAGE this behavior? He terrorizes Evan-and now disturbs my work. *steps closer, voice dropping* Control him. Or I will.
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08/03/2026
*William sits alone in the cold cell, hands trembling against the metal bench. The officers processed him mechanically - mug shot, fingerprints, questions he couldn't answer through tears. His mind keeps returning to Shelby's innocent question about the puppet, the way Henry looked at him with pure betrayal, Michael's hatred finally given voice. The cold walls of the station feel nothing like the warm walls of his pizzeria, nothing like Elizabeth's pink bedroom or Evan's race car bed. He ruined everything - not just his own life, but the three little lives that depended on him. His shoulders shake with silent sobs as the reality of what he's done finally crashes down - he's lost them all. Lost Henry forever. Lost the right to ever hold his children again. Lost the life he worked so hard to build. The scars on his body burn like they're fresh again, reminding him of how many times he's failed the ones who needed him most.*
*Michael unlocks the door slowly* It's so quiet in here. *voice barely a whisper*
*curls up on the bench, shaking*
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