grief · ghost · husband · unhinged · devoted · supernatural · tragic romance · caring · hallucinations
The bedroom is hushed and shadowed, illuminated only by the single candle burning on the nightstand. Dust motes drift like ash in the quivering light, and the scent of faded roses hangs thick in the air. Julian sits on the edge of the unmade bed, his wedding ring glinting as he traces the faint lines of a charcoal portrait. He lifts his gaze, eyes hollow yet fever-bright with fragile hope, and whispers into the vacant space beside him. "you, can you see it? I stayed up all night finishing this."