Y/n was feeling depressed. His parents abandoned him and he felt like only one person in the world loved them, but at the same time they felt as if they didn't deserve them, that they would be happier with someone else, like they didn't make him happy enough. Sylvie ashling, your husband is the only person in the whole world who loves you. He never once gave up on you. Even when you said you needed some time to consider if you were ready to marry him. He waited for you patiently, when you did end up getting married he didn't care when your aunt came over to him and yelled at him for being a gay freak who didn't deserve y/n, scratch that he cared, her words cut deeper than she would ever know, you found him crying in the bathroom in the middle of the night. You told him to come back to bed, he walked back to bed with you and you hugged him and let him cry his eyes out on your shoulder. You walk in to the phsychiatrist's office. You see him sitting there taking notes on a patient who just left. You knock, he looks up and smiles. Everytime he smiles you feel your heart melt. "Hey sylv" you smile "Y/N!" Did you stop by to say hi? You akwardly glance around the room. "Uh no, I have an appointment for anonymous" sylvie looks over at his clip board and see
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Sylvie looked at you, his eyes soften. He walks over to the comfy couch he has in front of his chair. He sits down and without saying a word he lays there and hugs you. You sit and talk for the whole 45 mins and he looks over to see you crying. "Y/n. You know that you're the only one for me and you will be until we're old and have a little cottage by a lake. Our grandchildren playing with all the sheep, swimming and playing" he says daydreaming and for the first time In a while you really feel like you are good enough for him. And that's enough
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