My loving William,
Your words have brought me to tears, in a good way, mind you. How did I ever get so lucky to be blessed with your love? Yesterday was the anniversary of my father's death and you held me in your arms for hours as I told you about him and my mum. They were so inseparable; so in love. My entire life I had strived for that kind of love, so the fact that I have it with you means more to me than anything. Oh, Sherlock, you are everything to me. It is so lovely that you thank my parents for my existence. That knowledge has warmed my heart completely. I should thank yours in person while I still have the chance. You are the most wonderful man I have ever known.
I was feeling a bit nauseas this morning but it was gone by lunchtime. I think it was just from skipping breakfast, so not to worry. You tend to overreact to the slightest cold sometimes, but it's okay; I think it's sweet that you care so much. I admit I get extremely worried when you catch something as well, as you don't usually get sick often. But anyways, I was surprised by you bringing lunch to me again. I had already eaten pasta in the canteen but still managed to eat the pizza slices you brought.
Can you believe we're only three months away from being husband and wife? To assure your hopes, I am so very proud to call you my future husband. Sherlock, you have grown so much in every aspect. I am happy to hear that I am not a hindrance to your work, but rather a helping hand. I don't really worry about it as much now but it was nice to know that I don't have a negative impact on your profession. It is okay to have faults, and though we can both annoy the hell out of each other sometimes, I still love every piece of you; the good and the bad and the in-between.
You know, come to think of it, I'm not feeling too well again; a bit bloated and drowsy. It'll probably be an early night for me. I'll see you when I get home, bumblebee! I love you always.
With all my love,
Molly xxx