ShivAnya/VyNia Horror Series

The Whispering

I and Vyom got married seven years ago and were always with each other. He would do everything with me, he would never ignore me even on the busiest days. When he would be using his laptop, I would lay my head on his shoulder and he would never mind it. He would even let me sleep in that position. He didn't even let me place my feet on the floor and would always carry me around like an infant sometimes and if not, he would always entwine his hand with me, or would have his arm around me always. He was my only family and I was also his only family. Working in hotel and serving food, I could only think about him and miss him badly. As I was free, I entered my house and went straight in my room and threw myself on the bed covering myself with a duvet. I clutched my duvet tightly shutting my eyes in fear of something. Unknowingly a tear rolled down my cheek. I know we promised we would stay together forever, but I wish you could stop whispering things in my ear every night. You died five years ago.