Rhys sighed sadly. Ever since Gwen had joined Torchwood, things had changed between them. He still loved his girlfriend as much as ever, maybe more because of her willingness to put her life on the line to protect the civilian population, but he could feel her drifting further away every day.
She spent most of her time at work now; sometimes he didn’t see her for days, and Rhys knew she had a thing for that flashy boss of hers, the one with the perfect teeth.
All he could do was pray that her feelings for the man were unrequited.