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A · Corpse Husband · Portfolio | Sporadic Updates | ¤~¤~¤ NOTE: Please read the "Forewords" page first. ¤~¤~¤~¤ CONTENTS: 》Main Storyline 》Featured Songfics 》Author's Q&A Corner 》Headcanon Drabbles 》One-Shots & Scenarios ¤~¤~¤~¤ SYNOPSIS: She was an insecure woman that cannot trust her own shadow, let alone the rest of the world. Though an adamant believer that true love still exists, she was resigned with the idea that it will never come for someone like her. Every day, she tries to keep living while unable to come to terms on what she thinks she deserves. Every night, she wonders whether she has a right to feel depressed without sounding ungrateful. He was an introverted man that has hidden from the world, savoring a quiet peace in solitude. Though having a painfully dark beginning, he rose to the successful career he yearned regardless of the anxiety it sometimes wrought upon his being. Every day, he wakes up with self-deprecating thoughts to the point he cannot stand to look at a mirror. Every night, he finds it difficult to sleep with the endless agony forced upon his mind and body. They were never supposed to work. The odds were stacked against them. It started with a chance encounter that should never have repeated, a coincidence meant to be dismissed. The friendship that bloomed was a mutual understanding between two struggling kindred spirits, a camaraderie that remains silent. What came afterwards was something neither were ever prepared to face. Nevertheless, looking after each other became a habit. Taking care of each other became an addiction. Seeking each other became a solace. Both thought they do not deserve the other, always fearing the day either of them will have to walk out the door. Yet they stayed, and they thrived. Was this true love? Probably not, but it was the closest thing they could get. If all of this was just one sweet dream, then they shall cherish it... ...until the time comes for them to wake.