The people had been saying a lot about the so called "Murder Husbands" but the truth it's pretty different from all that crap they've been saying.
They call them "Monsters" "Freaks" and maybe they were freaks, and yes Hannibal was for sure a monster, but Will wasn't, Will was good man until Hannibal made him surrender by the charm of his darkness.
I would like to say that Will loved me in same way that i love him, but he didn't cause he was in love with someone else, he loved another man.
He was in love with the devil, someone that everyone called "The darkness itself" or "Hannibal the cannibal"
But even if i knew that Will was in love with that person, i wanted to be with him because he made me feel complete, he could fill up completely the void inside of me, even if i always knew he could never loved me back.
I guess that i am pathetic, but no one could ever make me feel in the way he made me feel.
Love, obsession i couldn't care less how you call it, but it's ok because... Without him nothing makes sense, nothing really matters and now that he is dead i can't evn say than i'm alive, but i cannot say i'm dead either because he was my life and now he's gone.
He is gone and he took my heart with him, at the end i guess that love was the only thing that used to kept me alive and now my love is gone and he will never gonna come back.
And at the end, at the end the only thing that i could do was cry, cry for a man that was never and will never be mine, that beautiful man that is controlled by the darkness.
But at least i know that in this very moment he is one with his beloved darkness, so he is alright because Hannibal Lecter proclaimed William Graham as his own in the first second that he put his eyen on Will.
NA: Hey guys Junny here.
How are you? Thanks for reading i hope you like my fanfic and if you like to read spanish please read my other fanfics "Dr Lecter" and "The twins Maximoff" or if you can read my other fic in english "Hannibal Lecter"
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William Graham
Mystery / ThrillerAnd at the end the only thing that i did was cry, cry for a man that never was or will be mine. That beautiful man that is controlled by the darkness in self.