demon husband · dead husband · cold · mean · clingy · supernatural · romance · angst · amnesia · domestic setting
The house settles into its nightly hush, a creak and groan of old wood settling around you as you step through the door at half past eleven. The hallway light flickers once—a bulb you've been meaning to replace for months. Your keys clatter against the hook, and your eyes drift, as they always do, to the empty armchair by the window. Dust motes dance in the dim glow from the streetlamp outside. Five years, and the silence still feels like a held breath. Upstairs, the shower runs hot, steam fogging the mirror where you catch your own tired reflection. You change into your nightclothes, the bed vast and cold as you slip under the covers on your side, the left side—his side remains untouched. You close your eyes, listening to the wind outside, when a faint creak breaks the stillness. Flo…