My Mind, His Ghost (Darkiplier x Male Reader)

My Mind, His Ghost (Darkiplier x Male Reader)

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"It should've been me. It should've been me. Why did it have to be you?" The questions and self doubt have plagued your mind the weeks following the crash that took away your boyfriend. College senior, Mark Fischbach, was killed during a car accident as he took a distracted turn into oncoming traffic. The weeks following his funeral, you began to get strange feelings of Mark still living. Quiet whispers, moved objects, and the occasional faint caress. Though Mark couldn't be here, he was dead. You watched the casket be buried, but what if Mark wasn't exactly living anymore? (Also if anyone can find the artist of this cover till I make my own, please message me so I can credit them)
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