The Curse of Death
Even though he spoke with a smile, I could tell his eyes were teary.
He spent the next two days curled up in our bed, watching our wedding video. My heart ached for him. I wanted to hug him, but I would never be able to touch him again.
Two days later, Evan sat up in bed. Holding our wedding photo, he stroked my face and said, "Wait for me, Lyra. I'll avenge you."
Then, he walked out of our house.