He should have just told her, he chastises himself.
He could have avoided all of this agony between them if he just told her.
He wondered while nestled in her embrace why she couldn’t just trust him. Why this small thing was going to be the one that tore them apart.
After settling the emotion that raged rampant in his mind, he could finally listen to her message, but there wasn’t anything given in return. She didn’t speak much after her initial assessment, presumably still weighing her own issues in her head. Maybe they were the same in that regard. Maybe it should frighten him how well she locked him out.
William wants to, but doesn’t press. She would come around eventually, he hoped… and when she did, he would be there.
The rest of their evening had gone on without another word
