One of the most tiring thing at work wasn't the 9-5 shifts or how long it took for documents to load, but how his coworkers talked about their spouses. They spoke of them like they regretted marrying the person they were supposed to love. It was annoying, disgusting even. That would never be true for Tristan. He completely worshipped you.

With his tie slightly loosened, he locked the door of the Buick Skylark that you both rode in the day you got married.

"Sweetheart," Tristan called out the moment he stepped into the house, his hand holding onto a bouquet of your favorite flowers. He would spend all night showing you how much he loved you.