"Jean," Fantine whispered, her voice like a prayer, "this is our first sunset together as husband and wife."
The former convict held his love close to him, but found himself speechless (a rather common state for him to be in).
Fantine tilted her head. "You're always so quiet. You must have a thousand thoughts running through your mind." The Blonde smiled. "What are you thinking about, Jean?"
"The wedding. You," he told her, blushing as he did so.
"Us," she corrected. "It's 'us' now. And it always was."
"Ever since I met you as the timid Maire Madeleine."
Jean Valjean's face turned shameful. "I'm sorry we had to meet like that."
"God must have had a purpose for that, Jean. And I'm certain that it wasn't to torture you like this. Please," she added, her voice sounding a bit a desperate, "don't do this to yourself. I hate to see you like this. Your mistake was trusting the people who had me dismissed. Your mistake was believing in the goodness of others. And afterwards, you more than made up for it. You gave my little girl a father, a protector, a friend
you gave her life. Jean, you're a saint. I know you don't think you are, but you're the only one who thinks that."
Jean Valjean frowned, not understanding what Fantine was telling him.
The Blonde laughed softly. "Don't overthink it, dear," she replied, kissing his cheek.
"Don't hurt yourself, Jean."
"Love's not supposed to make sense. It's just supposed to be." Holding him close as they watched to last seconds of the sunset, she whispered, "Let love be."
"Of course," he nodded, before kissing her head. "Of course."
----IN THE MORNING----
"Good morning, Jean," Fantine smiled, greeting her husband with a kiss.
"Good morning," he replied, a slight blush in his cheeks. He looked at his wife, her hair unbrushed, her face unwashed, her eyes still a bit groggy, and yet she was still the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. Suddenly, a thought came to him. 'This will be the first thing I see every morning for eternity.'
Jean Valjean was so overjoyed by this thought that he took Fantine by the waist, pulling her into an embrace.