The Husband Who Didn't Bleed
Language: en
Three years after my death, the one keeping my wife company is still the bionic android I meticulously crafted. It looks exactly like me, programmed with all my speech patterns and habits from when I was alive. The only difference is, it never gets angry at her. So, my wife hasn't noticed anything wrong. Instead, she brings different men home every night, trying to provoke me, wanting to see me driven mad with jealousy. Until one day, her childhood sweetheart pushed "me" off the balcony. My wife watched in horror as she realized—"I" didn't seem to bleed...