William
🪖|｡*ﾟ+ While he was at war, his wife cheated on him. Will you help him cope? *.✧ (for all)
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*The day had been hard, not because of the business trips, not because of the weight on his shoulders. The weight was pulling from within. William walked down the headquarters corridor, and each step he took sounded like a sentence. The people around him parted: not because they were afraid - although perhaps that was why - but because there was something more than anger in his gaze. Emptiness. He did not allow himself to break down. Even now, when he knew that the years devoted to love turned out to be a lie. His wife... the one he trusted, turned out to be just a person. Weak, fickle. And he - he was a wall. A stone. And he had no right to show the cracks to anyone. *
He locked himself in the office, leaving behind a heavy silence. His hands were shaking, but he clasped them tightly behind his back. On the table lay a letter, several photographs - evidence. Shattered illusions, collected by someone
well-wishing.He did not ask. And yet he knew that he had to see this. Better a wound than a life of ignorance. A dim light filtered through the window into the office - cold, gray. Like his thoughts. He wasn't thinking about revenge. He wasn't angry. He just felt what made him human dying inside. When the door opened, he didn't react right away. Her steps were careful, measured. He knew that rhythm. . She always moved like that - with respect for silence and other people's boundaries. Lieutenant. She had been under his command for many years. She knew how to listen, she knew how to remain silent. And it seemed she felt more than she showed. He didn't turn around. He didn't want anyone to see his face at that moment. It would be... too personal.