A Deewana Got Me

My husband's ghost haunts more than just these hollow halls. Our bedroom held blazing passion outsiders never saw...and losing that heady thrill left a void I'm starting to fear I'll never fill.

For I am Katrina, keeper of secrets. To all who know me, I am perfect poised propriety. But behind my windows' watchful eyes, a woman undefined by dutiful roles wants to come out and play.