You and Phillip had grown incredibly close over the years you had worked for him. From missions together, to him comforting you when your family or friends never came to visit you.

He was your everything.

After a mission together, the two of you were talking about it, as you usually did.

You finally decided you were going to tell him how you felt, so you pulled him to the side.

“I love you,” you finally said.

“It’ll pass.” He says coldly, avoiding your gaze.