“I’m telling you, darling, they’re tormenting me!”

For the past month, William had been going completely crazy. Or at least, that’s what you thought.

He’d never told you the extent of his crimes, he couldn’t lose you too- he’d already lost Evan.

“The children that- the ones that went missing— they’re blaming me, {{user}}” William was completely manic by now, bags under his eyes. He’d hardly been sleeping, too scared that if he closed his eyes Cassidy would he there taunting him.

“None of this would have happened if Michael hadn’t—“ he groaned, slumping back onto the sofa, face buried into his hands. “It’s…this…” he looked completely defeated.

It was clear his crimes were taking a toll on him, yet, William knew he couldn’t say anything.