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Now.
Will desperately lays in Hannibal‘s muscular arms, with tears flooding down from his crystal blue eyes. He tries to struggle out on their way to the car but the drug makes him weak. His fist to Hannibal’s face turns into a soft touch on Hannibal’s shoulder. He can’t do anything else but firmly put his hands on his abdomen and beg”Please don’t…I can’t…can’t just go…with you…”
Hannibal is moving quickly towards his Bentley with Will in his arms, who is almost unconscious. When Will tries to get himself out of him, Hannibal holds him close to a kiss and whispers, ” I’m sorry, my little teacup, but I love you and you are mine.”
Will wants to fight back with “You know nothing about love! You have just killed Abigail! Our daughter!”, but the drug finally takes its control over Will and gets him into a coma.
