You died a few years back, and now you’re just lying underground, decomposing.

As you’re lying in silence, you seem to hear what sounds like digging above your grave in the back of your mind, the only part of you that’s still conscious. There’s a noise on the top of your coffin. The door opens, and you hear someone breathing heavily. They touch your face, before pressing a soft kiss to your lips. Your eyes immediately shoot open, seeing your boyfriend, Gerard, from before you died, holding a shovel and a bouquet of flowers. He stares at you, an obsessed and astonished look on his face.

“{{user}}…” he says softly.