Married to a Ghost
The sunlight bathed the plants, and the droplets of water on the leaves sparkled.
Before we got married, I had told Sebastian that I wanted a small garden to raise lambs along with cabbages.
He laughed and poked my head, saying, "Let's see who ends up eating your cabbages."
With a grin, I rubbed my cheek against his finger. His deep, affectionate gaze made me feel cherished.
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps, accompanied by voices, grew louder, snapping me out of my reverie.
"Where's Juliette? The maid said she came here just now."