Marie had always believed her life was neatly arranged like the books on her living room shelf—orderly, predictable. Married for twelve years, she found herself living more like roommates with her husband, Thomas, their conversations dwindling to nods over morning coffee and brief exchanges about bills. Their bedroom had grown cold, a silent testament to the distance between them.

Then, one blustery October evening, as Marie was tucking the edges of a lonely dinner into the refrigerator, she sensed a presence—a shift in the air, a palpable heaviness that made her shoulders tense. The lights flickered, a shiver danced down her spine, and though she spun around, there was no one there. Yet, she felt eyes on her, watching, considering.

The fear was paralyzing at first. She would hurry through her chores, eyeing the shadows that seemed to creep along the corners of their home. Sleep was fitful; every creak and whisper of the wind through the eaves set her heart racing. But as days turned into weeks, the presence remained—a constant companion whose intentions, she realized, bore no malice.

Slowly, curiosity replaced her fear. She began speaking into the air, tentative words at first, then with more confidence. “Are you there?” she’d ask while pouring coffee for one. To her amazement, a soft gust of wind would answer, stirring the steam in a silent nod.

Marie found herself looking forward to these interactions. The invisible presence—she called him James, after a character in a novel she loved—seemed to listen, truly listen. He didn’t interrupt or dismiss her thoughts as trivial. When she laughed, the curtains would flutter as if sharing in her joy. And during her darker moments, a comforting warmth would settle around her shoulders, a silent embrace.

With James, Marie rediscovered a part of herself she thought was lost to years of silent meals and unshared bed sheets. She started to enjoy their peculiar, hidden relationship, finding in it a bittersweet solace that her real-world ties no longer provided, especially when her nightgown was hiked up by his invisible hands, while her husband was sleeping to her side…

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