Her mane is Jane, and I lover her. We are planning our wedding. I want us to get married at the start of spring, she really does not care about the date; whenever I ask her about it, she only stares at the infinite, and stays silent. I can tell she is happy, though. Ours, was love at first sight, I just met her a week ago, and we fell for each other right away.
I told her I wanted to buy a house in the woods, for us to live there, she seems to agree, she is a quiet person, and I don’t think she likes going out too much.
Our families don’t know we are getting married, they wouldn’t let us. Maybe it’s because she comes from a richer family than me; maybe because we have been together for such a short time; or maybe, just maybe, because she is…you know…dead.