WIaali'S POV
Will came to the house the following day. He looked stressed and his eyes were distant. He was smiling but I felt the smile did not reach his depths. He had the faraway look of someone who was not present in the mind but only in the body and I hated it. He hugged me lightly when I took the door and then planted his nose in my hair.
"Your hair smells great, bunny."
I smiled up at him
"Today was hair day and I did a good job with it." I replied, beaming.
He nodded. "Evidently."
He followed me into the living room and I felt the need to ask him then if he had come to see me or if he had come for another reason. Maybe he was missing someone and it was not me this time.
"Mom's not in. She stepped out for a bit but Greg is inside. Did you come for them or for me?"
His brow
