Graves

by Katelyn Taylor

“Is this…” “My family’s plot?” Zayden fills in. “Yes. Say hi to my mom and dad.” He laughs, forcing a demented laugh to escape me. “Oh my god. No. This is disgusting. We fucked in a cemetery, in your cemetery,” I say. “Twice.” He nods.

honestly think I need a lobotomy because who willingly sleeps with their stalker?

we both hold her hands as we support her the best way we can as husbands. By shutting the fuck up and letting her do and say whatever she wants.