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Call me lovelorn, but I adored this woman completely.
“I want to hear you say it. Do you want me?” “Yes.”
The warmest embrace from the coldest creature I knew was my only solace.
“Did you really have to wear black?” I grumbled, eyeing his clothing. “Of course. How else will we convince the children that we are phantoms that haunt the park?”
Based on the papers, bodies were suspected of being dumped around this area. No one bothered to follow up, as the victims were typically women with promiscuous lives. Always sought out but never looked for afterward.
We were nobodies at that moment. I was not the daughter of a chemist, a botanist, or a killer. He was not a creature, a cannibal, or a man.
I wanted more than to have her close. I wanted her to crawl under my skin and make a home out of my rib cage, for my heart would only beat for her.
Life was extremely blunt when you did not use anything to soften the blow.
How frivolous must it be to have human meat stuck between your teeth while you wore your Sunday best?
“You resemble a barely animated corpse.”
“I think that is the greatest compliment you’ve given me in my twenty years of knowing you.”
