I should be dead but pumpkin monstrosity saved my life. My ex is probably controlling douche canoe that thinks he still owns me. I’m trying to start my new life, but one night, he makes his move to make me regret leaving him. I wake up with a pumpkin headed monster that reeks of magic. He saved my life and now I’m having urges for him that I shouldn’t be at all. He’s a creation from my own magic and blood. He’s also sweet and sorta dumb. And he wants to explore his new found features with me. After being burned for so long, will I open my heart to this weird creation?