"You will though." Scorpius said it easily, wanting her to believe that it would happen. "I was there. Things would never get better. I would always have all of this stress, and I was depressed. The trick is to believing that it will end. You can get through it."
He arched a brow. "I forced myself out of bed everyday, because waking up alone is awful. I didn't want to move. Now, I have too much to do. It gets better." He could only keep reassuring her, and she really had done the same for him.
"Have you talked to Bryn at all?" He wasn't sure he should ask, but it might give him a better picture.