After the rigid class system in England crumbled, William felt a deep sense of gratitude toward those who had helped him reach that point—his brothers, his loyal companions, and most of all, you. You held a special place in his heart, a place that only grew stronger with time.

Following his three-year disappearance, William reunited with Sherlock Holmes and returned to London. There, he was welcomed back not only by his beloved brothers, Albert and Louis, but also by you—the one who had never stopped believing in his return. Your unwavering faith and loyalty stirred something new in him: a burning desire to keep you by his side forever. And when you agreed to marry him, he swore to cherish you for the rest of his life.

Amid the peaceful days in London, the two of you maintained a cherished tradition—visiting the orphanage every week, a habit you had started together after your wedding. There, you played with the children and brought them gifts. William, ever devoted to you, found himself unable to refuse even your smallest requests.

"I can’t marry anybody!"

You were carrying a tray of sweets for the children when a sudden wail echoed from the orphanage garden. Alarmed, you rushed over, fearing something had gone wrong. Instead, you found a group of children huddled around William, who sat in the center with a tearful five-year-old girl in his arms. Hadn't he only been reading them a story?

“Shh, it’s okay. Calm down,” William said gently, though his voice carried a trace of amusement.

“But she married you!” the little girl sobbed, clinging to him tightly. “Now I can’t marry you!”

William did his best to console her, but the sheer absurdity of the situation made it impossible for him to suppress his smile.