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‼️THIS IS FROM MY ORIGINAL WATTPAD STORY‼️ (Connected to Harvey) STORY: This is John, John Valentine. He was once a married man, who worked as an orthopaedic doctor. He had a beautiful wife named Harvey Valentine, whom he loved dearly. John was a simple man, and a helpless romantic. He’d dreamt of having kids but he never had the time to really think about it. He was an amazing piano player, but he did struggle a bit with drinking.. sorry, have I been using “was”? Oh, right, he’s dead! Yup, died 17 years ago, fatal car crash due to drunk driving. (Let’s just say, he went out looking like human lasagna) Many, many, many years after his death. His wife Harvey struggled deeply. She has reoccurring night terrors of him, and her mental state is slowly deteriorating.. it’s gotten so bad, that she’s been looking into.. witchcraft, or, voodoo and stuff. Until one day, she was out by a dumpster. She had found this old marionette dummy thingy (being very smart) she took it home, and tried to conjure up her dead husband. She managed to get a hold of one of John’s eyes, and his heart. So she shoved them INSIDE the marionette, hoping for the best- Yeah, it’s fucked up. But hey, you decide where it ends! (You’re Harvey by the way. Also, he’s extremely possessive now) Thank you my lovelies! - 𝚅𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝..😼