A/N: This part three was requested by a lot of you readers that I could even mention.

Thomas Sangster X Reader

(Y/N) stormed out of the ballroom, not caring if anyone was giving her rude glances. She felt hot tears on her face. She just found out that Thomas remembered her, but he didn't tell her.

But why?

(Y/N) felt the cold night air at her face. She was out of the palace and out in the open. She could hear Thomas calling her name, as well as Katherine. She didn't want to speak to anyone of them. She just wanted to go home, take her things, and leave. She didn't know where she was going to stay but she wanted to be away from Thomas.

(Y/N) jumped when she felt a hand on her wrist. She was expecting for it to be Thomas but it turned out to just be Katherine.

"Katherine please let me go," she begged. "I just want to be alone."

"As your best friend I am not leaving you alone!" Katherine argued. "Just listen at what Thomas has to say."

"How could he lie to me all this time?" She sobbed.

Katherine didn't know how to reply to her best friend. She just hugged her tight as she cried in her shoulder. She soothed her best friend until Thomas came into view. He walked towards them and placed his hand on (Y/N)'s shoulder.

"Get away from me!" She hissed at him.

She slapped his cheek and continued to storm off.

"(Y/N) please wait!" Thomas begged.

(Y/N) kept on walking as if she didn't hear him. She wiped away more hot tears that were flowing on her face. Hadn't she been a good wife? Hadn't she been patient with him? Didn't she give him the space that he wanted?

Was she still enough for him or not anymore?

Thomas rushed to her side and blocked her way. He held her tightly on her shoulders, refusing to let her go. (Y/N) didn't have the strength to break free from his grasp.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I'm sorry," he apologized. "I didn't know how."

"That's the worst bloody excuse I've ever heard!" She was starting to break free from his grasp.

"I was confused," he admitted. "I know I don't deserve you (Y/N). But hear me out, that would be enough."

"Fine. Explain!!" She exclaimed.

"When I went to town, I met Isabella."

"Isabella," (Y/N) scoffed.

"She filled my head with all these false stories about you and me. Then when my memories came back, I had to decipher what was real and what wasn't. She told me that I love her and that my marriage with you was breaking apart."

"You believed her?" Her voice broke. Her mind was picking up the pieces. She finally understood that that letter she saw wasn't about her but Isabella.

"I'm ashamed to say I did. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner."

"When were you even planning to tell me?" She said softly.

"Tonight," he said. "When we get back home."

Please will you come home?

(Y/N) knew that she had to ask Thomas the question that she's been dreading to ask. "Do you still love me Thomas? Are things still the same between us?"

Will you stay with me?

Thomas's hands dropped from (Y/N)'s shoulder. (Y/N) thought that Thomas was going to walk away. She thought that he was going to leave her. That he didn't love her anymore.

Say you'll laugh.

But she was wrong.

Thomas leaned in and gently kissed her. (Y/N) has been craving for his lips for so long. She couldn't help but melt when his lips touched hers.

Say you'll understand.

"I still love you (Y/N)," Thomas said in between kisses. "I can't ever ask for a better wife." He pulled away and (Y/N) saw that there were tears on his face. "You have been the most patient and loving wife anyone could ever ask for."

(Y/N) pulled Thomas in and she kissed him once again. Their first kiss was gentle and sweet. Now they kissed with a fiery passion. With a desire that they couldn't contain.

Say you'll dance with me.

"I missed you so much," (Y/N) said.

"I'll never leave you again." Thomas hugged her tightly. As if he didn't want to let her go. "I'm so sorry (Y/N). But I understand if you need space of your own."

"No," (Y/N) shook her head. "I've spent far too much time without you."

"Do you still want to go back to the ball?"

(Y/N) turned around and look at the palace which was filled with tons of people. "No," she shook her head. "I want to spend tonight with my husband. My real husband."

Thomas smiled the smile that she's missed so much. "Good. I had something planned for tonight."

Say you'll smile that silly smile for me.

Say you'll hold me in your arms so sweet.

Will you come home?

Will you come home to me?

Home, my love.

-

When Dylan brought them back home, Thomas led (Y/N) into the garden. There, (Y/N) saw a candlelit dinner waiting for them. (Y/N) gasped in shock and surprise.

"How long has this been waiting for us?"

"Not long."

They both sat on their chairs whilst their dinner was being served.

"Why did you plan this?" (Y/N) asked as she took a sip of her wine.

"I wanted to tell you the good news this way."

"Well," (Y/N) smiled. "I already know."

"That wasn't the only thing I was going to do anyways."

"What else do you have planned tonight?"

Thomas smiled a mischievous smile. "You'll see."

We will never forget you.

You will never leave.

In our hearts we've kept you.

As they dined, they began to be reacquainted with one another. They began to talk about things that only they could really talk about. (Y/N) loved being able to talk with Thomas again. Being able to act how she's wanted to act in front of him. She's able to be herself again.

No more hiding.

No more limits.

"Since we weren't able to dance at the ball, would you care to dance with me? Finally as husband and wife once again." Thomas asked her.

"Of course."

(Y/N) took Thomas's hand as he led her into their living room. The house was silent and only orchestra music which was magnified from a speaker was heard.

The house seemed empty except for the both of them since all of the staff was hiding in the kitchen. They were all waiting in anticipation for their masters to be finally a husband and wife again.

Sweet melodic music rang inside the room. Thomas placed his hands on (Y/N)'s hand and her waist. While (Y/N) placed her hand on Thomas's hand and his shoulder. Then, they both gently danced to the music with (Y/N) following Thomas's lead.

Say you'll remember all the days of summer sun.

Hold me close in dark November.

Before the winter comes.

(Y/N) placed her head on Thomas's chest as Thomas pulled her closer to him. Then, Thomas's hands went to (Y/N)'s waist while (Y/N)'s hands went on his neck. They were now just swaying with the music.

Tell me all the things you wish for.

Tell me all that you would want to live for.

"I missed this," (Y/N) sighed contently.

"Me too," he kissed (Y/N)'s forehead.

When you'll come home

When you come home to me.

Home, my love.

"Is this really real?" She asked. "It still feels like a dream."

"Then I would spend every single day to prove to you that it isn't."

All the days of sorrow

Will vanish in tomorrow.

You can count on me my love to be here.

Thomas then led her to (Y/N)'s room, which used to be their room. There, (Y/N) saw a small velvet box. Thomas encouraged her to pick it up and and she did. She opened it and saw a ring.

"What's this?"

"The reason why I took off my wedding ring is because I want the both of us to get married once again. We will renew our wedding vows and profess our undying love to all the witnesses." Thomas then bended on one knee. "Will you marry me again (Y/N)?"

(Y/N) couldn't find her voice. She felt frozen. All she could do was nod.

We will all be ready.

Love and kindness steady.

We will never forget you.

You are home, my love.

-

The next day, (Y/N) opened her eyes and saw that she was in her room. Last night's events slowly came back to her. Her naked body was carefully covered by the sheets. She lifted her hand and saw a ring on her finger. She turned her body and saw Thomas's sleeping figure right beside her.

"It was all real," she smiled.

Finally, they could be a family once again.

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