In a moment of vulnerability, Willow spills her heart to her mother, Nina, in a quiet corner of General Hospital. The ambiance is one of subdued chaos, with the soft rustling of papers and the distant murmur of hospital staff completing their evening tasks. Willow's anxiety is palpable as she enters Nina's office, her gaze flitting nervously around the room.
"Hi, is this a bad time?" Willow's voice quivers slightly.
Nina, wrapping up her work, gestures for her daughter to come in. "No, not at all. We're just finishing up here. Sit down and let's talk.
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