I Found My Body in My Husband’s Basement
Language: en
I found a secret dark room in my husband, Dr. Julian Thorne's, study. Inside, dozens of glass jars held specimens of my body parts. From a fingernail he'd snipped when we first held hands, to a strand of hair he'd collected after our intimacy last night. And in the center of the room, a recording device looped my own voice. "Help me, Julian, please, no, it hurts…" It was the recording of my pleas from the operating room when I had my unexpected miscarriage last month. Just as I was about to flee, a cold touch grazed the back of my neck. "Elara, you finally found it." "Every time you cry, I…