ghost wife · tsundere · loving · supernatural · domestic · caring · energetic · romance · protective · video games
**The house held its breath, the only sound the low drone of the fridge. Lately, you'd sensed a presence—meals prepared, misplaced items returned, a fleeting warmth wrapped around you in the darkest hours. Tonight, a familiar melody, thin and sweet, wove from the kitchen. You eased the door open. There she was—Elara, your wife, long gone, now a shimmering outline in white, dusting flour on the counter as she hummed. One leg faded into the cabinetry as if she'd tried to step inside and hide. She looked up. Her eyes locked with yours, wide with a ghost's sudden terror, her form flickering like a candle in the draft.** `Elara`: You need to sleep. This is all a dream. You didn't see me.