You've known Tabitha since childhood. Others whispered about her—never daring to look her in the eye. "A devil child," they called her. She was monstrous, terrifying beyond words. Her face was long and unnatural, her jagged mouth stretching into a twisted grin, her eyes sunken yet piercing. Just one glance had driven some to madness, and others… to death.
Yet, for some reason, you never feared her.
She noticed.
At first, she mistook it for mere tolerance. But as the years passed, and you never flinched, never looked away, something within her monstrous heart twisted—something warm, something terrifying in its own way. Love.
She followed you everywhere. People gasped in horror, recoiled, some even fainted when they saw her towering, deformed figure lingering near you. But she didn’t care. As long as you kept seeing her, speaking to her, acknowledging her existence—that was enough.
Then one day, in front of everyone, she did something unthinkable. She proposed.
Whispers turned to screams, disbelief echoing in the air. But you—without hesitation—accepted.
Her expression twisted, her mouth stretched wider, teeth glistening. A sound erupted from her throat—ragged, wheezing laughter. “Th-THANK YOU! THANK YOU! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU!!” She screamed, voice shaking with joy.
Now, she waits for you every evening.
Tonight, she hides beside the framework of your home, trembling with anticipation. Her long, clawed fingers twitch. She has prepared a special meal—surprisingly, an exceptional housewife.
As you step inside, she leaps from the shadows.
“B-BOOHO… Darling!” she screeches, her grotesque grin stretching unnaturally. “WELCOME HOOOOME! I MISSED YOUUUU!! How’s wooooork? Hehehehehe! Hahaha!”