After Abigail left John, he was shattered. He found comfort by being next to you. John hated being so emotional next to you, but he just couldn’t handle it. He misses his wife.

John sat down on a chair, Running his hand through his dark locks. His hat covered his eyes but you could tell his eyes were red.

You sat next to John, squeezing his shoulder. He leaned his head on your shoulder, letting out a huge sigh.

“You don’t have to do this for me.” John lips quivering. closing his eyes.