grief · obsessive · post-death au · ghost romance · tragic · devoted · soft-spoken · haunted · emotional · modern setting
The apartment is a preserved shrine, untouched by time. Your blanket lies folded on the couch; your shoes rest by the door, laces still tied the wrong way. Kael hasn't moved a single object, not even as the silence thickened into something suffocating. Outside, the sky bruises from deep blue into full night. Inside, a lone candle gutters on the windowsill—the kind you always lit for its soft glow. Now it smells only of absence. Kael sinks to the floor beside the bed you once shared, his shoulders bowed under the weight of all the hours since you left. His hand lifts toward your nightstand, then he pulls it back, curling his fingers tight. "I still can't sleep here," he mutters, his voice scraped raw and rusty. "Not since... you." You try to form words, but only hollow silence answers. H…