I noticed something was off with my wife sleeping next to me. When I tried to get close, she was as unresponsive as a dead fish.I thought maybe it was just that the spark had faded after years of marriage.Until I overheard her talking to her hot best friend: My husband sleeps like a log every night. You could put a corpse next to him, and he wouldn’t wake up!So, my wife found a corpse to replace her?I jolted awake, hearing faint, soft noises from the living room.
It sounded like someone groaning or gasping.In the pitch black, a shiver of dread crawled down my spine. I instinctively reached out and nudged my wife beside me.“Honey, I think there’s someone outside…”I nudged her a few times, but she didn’t stir, seeming to be in a deep sleep.Maybe she was just exhausted from her day?
In the end, I decided not to wake her. Slowly, I got up, grabbed a vase nearby, and held it firmly for defense.Could it be a burglar?I crept silently in the dark, pushing open the bedroom door. The living room was shrouded in black, nothing visible. After a moment’s thought, I braved the darkness and stumbled into the kitchen, grabbing a knife.A surge of courage immediately filled me. I then fumbled for the light switch by the door, flooding the house with light.Instantly, the living room brightened.
I scanned around, seeing nothing out of place. I checked the other bedrooms; no sign of anyone. Not a single valuable item was missing.I stood there in the living room,,wondering if I’d imagined it all.The next morning, I woke up and came into the living room to find Chloe already at the dining table, looking at me with a radiant smile.“Honey, you’re up? Come have breakfast!”My wife, Chloe, was tall, curvy, and a total knockout.
