Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 155

But Toby didn't understand any of that and just kept sobbing. The noise was giving Vivienne a massive headache, so she resorted to threats. "If you don't stop crying, I'm sending you straight to Willow! You know exactly how terrifying she is—she'll beat you, scream at you, and lock you in your room without dinner!"

After years of Vivienne's relentless brainwashing, Willow was practically the Big Bad Wolf in Toby's mind. He was instantly shocked into silence, his little body trembling as he stammered, "Mommy, I'll stop crying. Please don't send me away."

Vivienne's expression finally softened a fraction. "Did you remember everything I taught you?"

"I remembered." Toby pressed his tiny fists against his mouth, terrified that another sob would escape. He was genuinely petrified of being sent to live with Willow.

"Then repeat it back to me."

Toby obediently recited, "I was being greedy and snuck some ice cream, which is why I got a fever. Calling Daddy was my idea because I missed him."

"Good." Vivienne finally looked satisfied. "Good boy. That's exactly what you'll tell your dad when he gets back."

Toby gave a soft hiccup. "Can I go sit over there for a bit now?" He was truly frightened by this version of Vivienne.

"No, you have to keep the hot towel on, or your forehead won't feel warm later."

"Do I have to?" Toby whispered pleadingly. "The towel is really hot. It hurts my forehead."

In reality, it didn't just hurt; it was excruciating. He felt like his skin was being boiled alive.

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