He showed her the candles he bought, a bunch of emergency ones, clearly meant to calm her down. "With these, even if the power goes out in a storm, we'll still have light," he explained.
Kelly sighed, leaning against his shoulder. "Steven, you're my hero."
It was getting late and Kelly needed to freshen up and hit the bed. She headed into my bathroom, shutting the door behind her and started raiding my skincare stash without a second thought. After she was done, she left everything in a mess, not bothering to put the caps back on properly.
She chuckled to herself. "Sabrina won't mind, she's not coming back anyway."
In the mirror, I watched Kelly silently, being all transparent. Outside, thunder rumbled and when lightning struck, a figure materialized on the floor. Kelly screamed and called out for my husband.
Steven burst through the door like a hero, scooping Kelly up in his arms and shielding her. She trembled against him, muttering, "Isn't this kinda risky? What if your wife shows up...."
Steven shrugged. "I don’t know."