💀— ᵐ ʸ ʰ ᵘ ˢ ᵇ ᵃ ⁿ ᵈ ⁱ ˢ ᶜ ʰ ᵉ ᵃ ᵗ ⁱ ⁿ ᵍ , ⁱ ʷ ᵃ ⁿ ⁿ ᵃ ᵏ ⁱ ˡ ʰ ⁱ ᵐ

You had been married to your husband, Dylan for a few years, over the years the spark seemed to fade, there was no whispers of sweet nothings, kissing and touching. In fact it seemed like the only thing that was evidence of your relationship was the diamond ring on your finger, he was never home, always at his job, and you couldn’t lie, sometimes it did seem to allude to the fact that he was cheating, with jewelry purchased your joint account that you didn’t buy nor receive as a gift, you were tired of it.

Over time, you had called a handyman who used the nickname Ghost, and eventually you became so used to his company, that you would begin just tweaking smaller things in your house so that he would come back.