A/N: this is going to hurt...
TW: gun shots and death
Theo POV:
I looked at my husband. We had been married for 4 years and we had a little girl. We named her Willow after my favourite tree. Willow was beautiful, just like the tree. She was also 2 years old.
I sat in bed, Philip by my side and Willow in between us.
Philip held my hand as we looked at our beautiful daughter.
"Mama! Papa! I wov you!" Said Willow.
"We love you too, princess." Philip responded.
"I thought I was your princess.." I said, pretending to be sad.
"You're not my princess." He said. "You're my queen."
My heart melted. He squeezed my hand and I felt tears coming go NY eyes.
"I love you so much Philip." I said, trying not to cry.
He wiped the tears from my face that I didn't even know were falling.
Willow kissed my nose until Pip tickled her.
She has that cute baby laugh still. Gosh, she is so adorable.
I heard a knock at the door but Philip got up first. I waited for him to tell me who it was but instead, I heard a gunshot and a loud thud.
I knew my husband was dead but I didn't have time to think of that. I grabbed Willow and ran to the window.
Luckily, our house was only one story so the window wasn't far up.
I opened the window to the best of my ability while holding Willow.
Tears were streaming down my face.
I heard footsteps coming towards my door. I got the window open and climbed out.
As soon as my feet hit the ground, I ran as fast as I could, shielding Willows head from everything.
I ran to the only place I knew I could go to.
The Hamilton household.
I ran there and pounded on the door, hoping whoever the killer was, wasn't following me.
Mr. Hamilton opened the door and I hugged him and cried.
He ushered me inside and closed the door.
I fell to the ground, hugging Willow close and crying. Willow, obviously, had no idea what was happening since she was so little.
Eliza wasn't home so Alex had to console me himself.
"Theo what happened...?" He asked cautiously.
"P-Pip... sh-shot... d-dead..." was all I could get out before breaking down again.
Alex looked shocked.
He rubbed my back and took Willow to put her in her old crib that was still in their house since Philip and I moved out.
As he left the room, I heard a knock at the door.
Since he was gone, I opened it and saw my father.
He looked stern. Very, very serious.
I was very confused.
I opened my mouth to say something but he pulled out a gun and shot me in the chest.