Chapter 57: Greg.

"She's not in here is she?"

I shake my head and let William in through the door. I can tell from the way his shoulders are sagged that he's having a hard time.

Good.

He should.

He settles onto my couch and lets out a sigh. I ignore the feeling i get from hearing that sound and walk over to the kitchen to fix him some tea. His favorite brew has been thrown out, i did that the moment i calmed down and found myself able to think straight. I make another brew instead and take it to him, noticing the frown that lines his face for a quick moment before it's replaced by a complacent look.

His black and gold tux stands out on his body and that in turn makes him stand out. I can imagine how plain i am compared to him, in lilac and faded lilac. It looks good on me in a way i know only i can pull off, but it still isn't compareable to black and gold.

William's eyes flicker to mine and he drops the steaming mug of liquid carefully.

"Purple looks good on you Greg."

I nod "Thank you for the