Wiley reveals to Carly the shocking truth – WILLOW IS DAISY’S STALKING MAN General Hospital Spoilers

The Corinthos family is once again unraveling—and this time, it’s Willow at the center of a storm no one saw coming. In the weeks following her called-off wedding to Drew Cain, Willow Tate has spiraled, emotionally and socially.

Once a pillar of compassion and strength, she’s now a woman living in isolation—cut off from most of Port Charles, estranged from Michael, and separated from her children, Wiley and Amelia. But what started as heartbreak and regret has now twisted into something far more troubling.

After weeks of silence, Willow made a desperate move. She went to Carly Spencer—not to plead, but to reason. She asked sincerely to be allowed regular visits with her children. She admitted to past mistakes, acknowledged the hurt, and promised she was trying to heal.

But Carly, ever protective of her grandchildren, noticed something off. Willow wasn’t just emotional—she was unstable. Her tone shifted rapidly, her eyes darted as if watching for someone behind her, and her words felt rehearsed, like she was clinging to a script she couldn’t fully control.

Carly, deeply unsettled, gently refused Willow’s request and urged her to focus on her own well-being before reentering Wiley and Amelia’s lives. Willow left quietly, holding her composure—but just barely. What came next changed everything.

Later that evening, Carly sat down with Wiley and Amelia for a quiet talk. She approached it with care, asking if they’d like to see their mother again. Wiley looked away, uneasy. Then, with a hesitation that struck Carly like ice, he finally spoke.

He didn’t want to see his mom.

Carly asked why. Wiley leaned in and, in a small, serious voice, said that Willow was “a follower.” It was a word he’d picked up from overhearing adults—but the way he used it stopped Carly cold.

He went on to describe an encounter. He said he had seen Willow holding Daisy—Sasha Gilmore’s daughter—outside the park. She didn’t ask, didn’t tell anyone. She just picked the girl up and acted strange, glancing around like she was doing something wrong.

When Wiley asked her what was happening, Willow smiled and said it was a game. But Wiley hadn’t believed her. He could feel something was wrong.

Carly was shaken. At first, she assumed it might’ve been a misunderstanding—children often get confused. But Wiley’s story had too many specific details, things a child couldn’t invent: the time of day, the exact swing set, the way Willow looked around, the fear in her eyes.

And then it hit her.

Sasha Gilmore. Before she left town, Sasha had confided in Carly, in friends, even in the police. She believed someone was stalking her and Daisy. She was never taken seriously. People thought it was paranoia, the remnants of her mental health struggles. Eventually, the pressure became too much, and Sasha left Port Charles to protect herself and her daughter. But now, with Wiley’s account, the pieces clicked into place.

It was Willow.

The stalking. The erratic behavior. The unexplained appearances. Her fixation on children who weren’t hers. This wasn’t about grief anymore. It wasn’t about love or loss. It was a pattern—a dangerous one. And if it continued, it could traumatize not only Sasha and Daisy, but Wiley and Amelia as well.

Carly didn’t hesitate. She went straight to Michael. She told him everything—Willow’s plea, her strange demeanor, Wiley’s account, and the connection to Sasha’s fears.

At first, Michael pushed back. He couldn’t believe it. Willow was the mother of his children, the woman he had once built a life with. But then he remembered—the last months of their marriage, when Willow would disappear for hours.

The way her emotions hovered just below the surface, the way she grew attached to children that weren’t hers, trying to parent where she wasn’t needed. Back then, he told himself it was stress. Or trauma. Or maybe the lingering pain from her illness.

Now, he wasn’t so sure.

Now, he was beginning to understand: Wiley wasn’t just confused. He was scared. Of his own mother. And for Michael Corinthos, that changed everything.