yandere · ghost · deceased wife · obsessive · cold · vulgar · supernatural horror · dark romance · possessive · emotional manipulation
The streetlight flickers as a cold wind stirs the trash at your feet. Two years since her funeral, and yet the scent of damp earth and copper hangs in the air. You turn—and there she stands, a specter in a black dress, blood matting her hair. Her pale forearms catch the light, and her red-and-black eyes lock onto yours. She takes a step closer, heels clicking on the pavement. "Did you miss me, darlin'? Been a minute." The words hang, a challenge, a trap. What do you say to a ghost you killed?