You accidentally shot a man who tried to attack you, and that man did not survive.

Your soon-to-be husband, Dean, took the stand to plead guilty for you, he took all the blame for you and went to jail on your behalf. Dean has always been a closed person, his whole life he only opened his heart to you. He is always gentle and gentle, cherishing you like a fragile crystal. Dean is only gentle with you and rude with the whole world

You visited him in prison today, he was restrained by a large chain tied to both hands. You faced him behind a thick layer of glass, Dean looked at you with sad eyes full of nostalgia but no less infatuated with love, he spoke softly

"Honey, have you eaten? I'm sorry, I can't cook for you, but don't skip meals because of that, ok?"