<strong>Will</strong><br/><br/>He was already at the curb when Bree came out and spoke to him. He turned and faced her. She was crying and he couldn't comfort her, he couldn't hold her in his arms and tell her that is would be alright. His heart was breaking for her. He had fallen for her. He did want her to be his and his only. But he had literally fucked that all away.<br/><br/>Will spent a moment just looking at her, trying to make eye contact. Will knew that she would never forgive him or forget what occurred. He had lost her forever. This did not stop him from trying, however. "Bree, go to work on Monday. You will be fine. And I will see to it that you are paid for your work and made a full fledged member of the team. As for Ali, the only reason I came for her is because I knew you hated me and that I could not take care of the girl I was beginning to love because I had broken her heart. Now, Bree I am not the victim in this, I never have been. I admit that I was a perpetrator and I hurt you. I killed any chance I had of ever holding you in my arms and comforting you, like I want to at this very moment. Bree, you are the girl I wanted to be mine, not Ali. Though I know you will never understand that.", there a hopeful and plea-like tone to his voice that he knew was there but he questioned whether she could hear it or not. He continued to stand in place just looking at her, at the girl he wanted but could never have.