Knowing that she put that on her body permanently for me, giving me a gift that will last through the end of time…it makes me want to worship the ground she walks on. Good God, my wife makes me insane in all the right ways not excluding mentally, physically, and emotionally. After her kidnapping and my mother’s murder, I thought nothing could heal that wound, but having her near, officially with me, as my wife is stitching the very heart of me back together. Making me something that I wasn’t before, but somehow better. Gillian makes me want to be a better man. A good man, one she can be proud to call her husband. Husband. I’m someone’s husband. I shake my head and chuckle as we enter the Bantry home. Gillian turns looking over her shoulder, her hair a wild mess of red curls down her back, the smile she’s wearing so pretty it could light up a dark day. “What?” Her eyes are an intense green and swimming with curiosity.
