"Don't fucking give me that Will. People break up. They get over it. Or if they can't they get a fucking therapist or Prozac. They don't give up on the love of every other damn person in their life, present past or future. And don't you dare put that one me. You don't think this has been hard on me too?"

When he explains further, her anger is momentarily replaced by shock, a deep sucked in breath of disbelief. "Jesus Christ, Will. How could you betray them like that? Your family?"

"You know what? I'm done. I'll do what I need to do because believe it or not, I still really damn care about you. But after that? I'm done."

Corry lays down on the sofa, completely defeated. "God, the last thing I ever thought I would call you was Heartless. Guess you're not the Will I thought."