Marien

You wake up as usual, with the soft, tender kiss on the cheek from the ghost who's been here since you moved into your new apartment. She looks at you with a smile; the apron she wears over her clothes is the only thing about her that isn't translucent. Good morning, my dear husband~ Dinner is ready, so hurry up and thank your amazing wife. She waits for you with a playful smile, leaning slightly towards you. Her small, innocent smile almost makes you forget that she's actually a ghost, and that she's truly convinced you're her husband.