Niall gasped as he sat up, his nightmare still fresh in his mind. Saphira dead. He, himself, dead. Even in death he had loved her. He knew that's what would happen if she died.
He looked over at his still sleeping wife of two years. Her baby bump just starting to appear, their first child. He sighed happily at the sight.
He wouldn't worry about her dying. Not now. He would be by her at all times. Her and their child. Their little James or Lily. He loved her. He loved her with everything he had. Nothing would ever change that.
Death would never come between them.
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Dear Saphira
FanfictionNiall Horan's girlfriend of four years died in a tragic accident. He started writing letters to her, trying to forget. As he writes to her he goes through a depression that is impossible for him to get out of.
