Married to a Ghost

I decided to just shake that thought off. I grabbed the cup of soy milk and sandwich and headed into the study to get back to my unfinished designs.I was a designer and worked on high-end projects in a variety of styles, so my workload was always steady. Sometimes, I also gave suggestions for designs at Sebastian's company.The project at hand was a wedding dress—though an unusual one, as it was to be black. The client wanted something bold and vibrant, with a youthful feel.After receiving the request, I spent a long time thinking. Only then did I start sketching out rough concepts. I went through a few drafts, but I ended up rejecting them all.The client was strange, too. She only communicated via email and refused to accept messages. Even when she did reply to my email, it would take forever.Suddenly, a spark of inspiration hit me. I quickly grabbed a pen and began sketching the design.It would be an A-line dress with a v-neck to highlight the neckline and collarbones, whi

Sebastian gently touched my forehead and then checked my IV line before looking visibly relieved.I stared at him, and my voice came out hoarse. "What happened to me? How did I end up in the hospital?"Frowning, Sebastian replied in displeasure, "A while after you went into the bathroom yesterday, I heard some noise from inside. When I went in, I found you collapsed on the floor."I froze at his words. I recalled the piercing headache I had while showering yesterday before I lost consciousness. I hadn't realized I'd passed out for a whole day.Seeing Sebastian's angry and frustrated expression, I felt a pang of guilt.I squeezed his hand and tried to comfort him, saying, "I'm fine now, see? And I have you here with me."But Sebastian's expression darkened. He placed my hand under the covers and tucked the blanket tightly around me. Gazing out the window, he muttered, "I'm here with you…"I didn't fully understand his words, but I could tell he was feeling down. Smiling, I said,

In the following days, I focused entirely on completing the final touches for the wedding dress. I made adjustments here and there until I finally achieved the design I had envisioned.I immediately contacted the client via email and waited for her response.The weather outside was beautiful, and I felt a sudden urge to go for a walk.Downstairs, there was a garden that Sebastian had people redesign after we got married. It was filled with rows of roses. Occasionally, I would plant some vegetables in the remaining plots.The roses were vibrant and lush since they were carefully tended to. I walked into the small patch of cabbage at the back, where the plants were thriving perfectly.I couldn't resist taking a picture and sending it to Sebastian. "Look! The cabbages I planted are ready!"Sebastian didn't reply right away, probably because he was busy.I didn't mind and continued to smile at the sight of my cabbages. The sunlight bathed the plants, and the droplets of water on the

My nose stung. A sudden wave of sadness overwhelmed me as Sebastian's large hand rested on my head. I struggled to keep my voice steady. "Alright, I'll go to the room first. Don't take too long."I returned to the bedroom and sat on the bed, staring at the blackness outside the window. A hollow ache gnawed at my chest, as though something vital was missing.The sensation was unsettlingly familiar. I felt like I'd lost something precious, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't remember.Leaning against the headboard, I fixed my gaze on the door, lost in thought.Just then, a soft click pulled me from my daze. Sebastian's face appeared in front of me. I smiled at him and gently pulled him to sit on the bed with me.Under the dim light, his eyes, partially hidden by his hair, were unreadable. He let me pull him onto the bed without protest.I gently pushed him down, and he lay propped on one arm. My fingers moved to undo the buttons on his pajamas. When I reached the third butto

Sethian hadn't returned home for several days, leaving only a new household staff to take care of my daily meals. Each day, I would visit Guthram Cemetery to talk to Sebastian.That morning, I woke up early, had breakfast, and then went straight into the kitchen.Sethian still hadn't come back, and I was worried about him. I decided to cook lunch and take it to his office to check on him.After a busy morning, I finally managed to prepare several dishes. I wasn't sure what Sethian liked, but I figured they were probably similar to Sebastian's.When I arrived at Sethian's office, many of his colleagues recognized me. They greeted me quickly before getting back to their work.I made my way to his office. On the way, I met his secretary, who gave me a strange look. He looked like he wanted to say something, but ultimately, he said nothing and ushered me into Sethian's office.Sethian looked exhausted, with a rough stubble covering his chin. I was taken aback by his condition. I open