Thank you so much for your lovely reviews, they mean the world to me. Now, onto the story. It's going to be 5 chapters in total, and the next chapter is nearly done and I just need to write up the last two chapters so it shouldn't be too long a gap between them.
Gone. She was gone, maybe forever. And without him.
Persuading her to go had been the hardest choice of his life so far. At least when she had been here, working with him, she'd been around. Not emotionally, she'd distanced herself from him a while ago. But seeing her at work was something that even Will couldn't take away from him. He had still managed to get a little comfort from that. Now she had completely left him. And it hurt like hell.
He wasn't sure how he was coping with her absence (or if he was even coping). The people at work didn't think he was coping well enough, that much was obvious. They didn't seem to understand what he was going through. Understand how much of an effort it was to keep clinging onto the last remains, how he just about coped with the weight that constantly seemed to press down on his chest and somehow managed to keep the tears away until he was alone. How he'd taken to hugging a pillow until he fell asleep because it made the pit in the bottom of his stomach feel a little less deep. He was doing the best that he could. And even now he knew his best wasn't good enough. Maybe he should just end it now, just kill himself, end the pain. Why not?
Then the reason why came. It didn't come as a big revelation, nor as a large gesture telling him that everything was going to be ok. It came in the form of gentle support from Ruth, a person to talk to in Adam, a partner who he could count on in Fiona, and an extra digestive with his tea from Sam. Somehow everything felt that bit better now.