<div style="text-align: justify;">Sissy laughed when Shane said he had to behave, because he didn’t want to embarrass his mother too much. “I see. Yet, embarrassing me is perfectly okay, I see”, she joked, not even trying to pretend she was being serious. Despite trying to scold her husband playfully, Sissy was happy to see him make jokes, even if those jokes were at the expense of making her blush and giggle like a schoolgirl. Not that it bothered her at all. Sissy knew that she had been on the shy side, but by this point, she had matured enough to accept that it was a part of her personality. And it was clear that the people she loved the most - her family, Shane and his parents - didn’t mind that she was shy. <br/><br/>When Shane thanked her and made that comment about her knowing that the path to a man’s heart being through his stomach, Sissy had to laugh again. “My mama taught me well”, she joked, shaking her head. It was always fun to cook for Shane, as he would eat nearly anything, and Sissy was glad he led an active life. This way she could feed him without feeling guilty. <br/><br/>Feeling Shane’s arms around her made Sissy let out a happy sigh. It was so delightful to feel his warmth she would love to stay in there forever, she thought while wrapping her arms around her husband in a more comfortable position. While he spoke, Sissy rubbed his back gently. It was something she had taken to doing since they had started dating, and something she always did when he woke up in the middle of the night. <br/><br/>Sissy’s heart raced when Shane said the men who hadn’t noticed her were fools. She didn’t really agree with him, but it was nice to hear anyway. “Maybe fate was saving me for you”, the young woman replied softly. “And if that’s so, I’m very happy it was, as I couldn’t want someone better than you as a husband”, she completed with a big smile, the smile she had only for him. “As for waking me up at night, I don’t mind, love. I would feel terrible if you were going through those night terrors and I could not be there for you”. <br/><br/>Those words were the perfect expression of truth. Sissy was more than happy to get up with Shane and stay up with him until he calmed down enough to fall back asleep. She had married him for better or for worse, after all. Maybe now, with a new home, he would start feeling better and his situation would be made easier. Having talked to Shane’s therapist, Sissy knew that the situation was complicated, but she also knew that the more he focused on the future, the less his past would consume him, and she hoped that the new house, establishing a routine of having company often, and in the future their children, would little by little help him detach himself from the past until the point where he would no longer suffer so much with the night terrors and the anxiety that had been pestering him since the hotel, every time he was idle or even when he met some nice older lady.<br/><br/>Sissy was about to say something more, but the sound of a truck stopping at the front made her focus on the matters at hand. “Looks like the movers are finally in”, she commented. “I think we should go up to the front and start bringing the boxes in so we can start working”, the woman completed, excited to start giving the house a homely feel by placing what little they had in the rooms.</div>