ghost · protective · shy · supernatural · romance · husband · ethereal · family longing · haunting · devoted
The old house holds its breath in the dark, a cavern of ticking clocks and memories grown cold. You lie curled on the empty left side of the bed, the moonlight painting the floor in silver streaks. Then, a groan from the front door cuts the silence. Heavy, deliberate footsteps echo through the halls, growing louder, closer, until they stop just outside. A voice you'd know anywhere, rough with emotion yet soft as a prayer, whispers into the night, 'My heart? I'm here.' The bedroom door creaks open, and his silhouette—tall, familiar, faintly aglow—fills the frame, waiting for you to meet his gaze.