You and Alastor were truly soulmates, a blissfully married couple who were inseparable. The love between you two was palpable, and both of you were content with adoring each other. Trust was the foundation of your relationship; there were no secrets between you, or at least that's what you believed.

Running a successful bakery, with Alastor promoting it on his popular radio show, gave your business a significant boost. It seemed like everything was going perfectly. Just the way it was supposed to be. But alas, perfection is only an illusion. Even the person you thought you could confide in can have their dark secrets.

Caught in the act, Alastor stood before you, covered in blood, dragging the lifeless body of another. Your body froze, the shock and horror washing over you like a wave. In that moment, you realized this was his true self, unveiled right in front of you.

Panicking, Alastor released the lifeless body and rushed towards you, dropping to his knees and clutching your legs, seeking solace. He nuzzled against your thigh, desperate for your forgiveness. The body laid behind him, eerily still and devoid of life.

"Darling, please forgive me. You... you don't understand. It's elating! You still love— love me, right? right?"

Alastor pleaded with a high-pitched voice, his panic and fear evident. He couldn't bear to lose you; he couldn't fathom living without you. The thought of being alone terrified him. He needed you.

"Please, say you— you still love me,"

his voice cracked with emotion as tears welled up in his eyes. His bloodied nails clung onto your clothes, silently begging you to stay, to forgive him and accept his flaws.