Doya: I feel beautiful

 I feel beautiful, whenever Dean looks at me. I feel beautiful when he holds me in his arms. I feel beautiful when he kisses my scars. I have always been self-conscious about some... things about me. I lost the ability to have children and it was so important to me that I felt less than myself when it happened to me. I bear the scars of my mistakes on my arms, a reminder not to be reckless... and still, he kisses them. He tells me I'm beautiful. He tells me he loves me and when he does, I feel like myself again.  I feel beautiful whenever Dean is with me and I would never want any other person to call my husband, my partner....No one else but him.