남편 몸에 다른 남자가 들어왔다

Sasha had endured years of her husband’s disdain, his cruelty fueled by her inability to bear children. Exhausted by his ab*se, she sought refuge in the attic, where, as if in a trance, she completed a painting: her husband, astride a galloping horse, struck by lightning.

The very next day, her lightning-struck husband was utterly transformed.

***

Heiner sprawled across the center of their vast bed, a deliberate act that left Sasha momentarily speechless.

“…Are you really going to sleep here? Right now?”

Instead of retreating to his own perfectly fine bedroom, he had chosen to claim her space, as if he couldn’t find rest without her by his side, his gaze fixed intently upon her.

Until that moment, Sasha had thought it was merely a whim of her husband, who had lost his memory. Surely, once he regained it, he would revert to the man who had so coldly shut her out. Yet still…

“Stay still.”

“….”

“I’ll make you feel good.”

Each time he looked at her with those yearning eyes, Sasha found herself swept away, losing her grip on reality, oblivious to the shocking secret he was hiding.

“Your husband is probably dead. I’ve taken over this body.”