This is a tiring day. That's what Will's been thinking all day long, ever since he woke up and got ready for a new working day. He sighed as he took a seat on that park bench, covering his face with his hands in pure stress.

He's been trying to act like normal ever since he lost his wife on that tragic day, but it's been nothing but useless. The whole in his chest is still there, with the same force from before. He's not fine.