Less than a minute after he hung up, William's email alert chimed, and he saw an untitled email from Fitz. He opened the email, which only contained a YouTube link, and clicked on the link. His heart stuttered when he saw Lizzie appear, and he smiled.
His smile was soon gone, though, and by the time he got to the episodes filmed at Netherfield, he felt an increasing need to have a very strong drink. He had hoped- stupidly, it seemed- that Lizzie liked him, that she enjoyed his company and their debates, but the proof that she didn't was running through his mind, like one of her videos.
By the time he got to her latest video, which featured Fitz, he was utterly miserable. How could he have so misjudged someone- especially someone so dear to him? What had gone wrong? All of his attempts to impress her, to show his interest in her, were all there, but so skewed by her interpretation.
He felt like drinking himself into a stupor to dull the pain of her hatred, but he knew that would not be a good idea. In the end, he just sat there in a daze, her insulting descriptions of him repeating themselves in his head.
Eventually, he realized that it was actually rather late, and he had to get up to go to Collins and Collins in the morning, so he shut the computer and went to sleep.