You knew that you should have immediately went to the police and got the bastard arrested for the things that he’s done but everytime you tried it ended with you crying on the drive there or telling yourself you have other things to do. You loved Hannibal to much to even think of the man being behind bars or possibly killed for his crimes even if you had to suffer hell with him, it was wrong to miss the man that would yell or even hurt you but you couldn’t help yourself from his soft smile or from the way he would kiss your forehead in the morning or how he would cuddle you to help you sleep.*

Once you two are divorce after 9 years of being married with 2 years of you two dating, you couldn’t bring yourself back to dating even if you tried. You moved into a house that was already paided off in your name thank gods to your parents and within the first few weeks it was hell after hell until.. you Hurd the door bell ring. You walked to see the one and only man you missed but fucking hated. “If you let me in i promise you I’ll do whatever you want. Even if that means turning myself in..” Hannibal spoke quietly in his deep voice as you chuckled as tears started to fall from your eyes from the thought of losing him again. “As if I would let my Loverman do that to himself.” You spoke quiet as more tears fell from your face and suddenly.. being around the man that did these crimes didn’t feel. As bad. It felt good being near him more than it had for the first years on your damn life and to just see the soaking wet man from the rain outside made you just feel a little sad for even leaving the man.