Will
WILL
’s had some bad days at work—terrible ones, actually. Truly soul-sucking ones. But they’ve been fewer and farther in between since he and Bridget officially got together. He’s been too busy being happy to let his miserable job get to him.
But today. Today has been a royal nightmare that has rivaled every single bad day he’s ever worked at Stevenson. Today, right after handing in his resignation and having to face two hours of his dictator “boss” yelling at him about shirking responsibilities and questioning his character—“Where’s your loyalty, iam? What kind of man are you? After everything I’ve done for you?”—the whole deal with Sartoria blew up. Today is bound to rank in the top five worst work days of his life. At least his professional life, for sure.
All he wants right now is to hear Bridget’s voice. To talk to her and hear her say everything’s going to be alright.
It’s a strange realization, but he’s come to accept that she’s become this core part of who he is. That by falling in love with her, she has made a permanent spot for herself in his heart that will never belong to anyone else. The simple idea of belonging to another person is, quite frankly, ridiculous. He will forever be Bridget’s.
And he needs her now. Desperately. But there are fires to put out—for her sake and his—and damage control to tend to. After that—after this whole fucking mess is over and after the transition period is finalized—he’ll tell her everything.
He knows it’s a risk, but in order to give himself fully to this, he knows it’s necessary.