The 14th of February. You're alone at home, cooking dinner. You were in a relationship with Ghost and you always seemed like the best couple. He often spoiled you because you were his first priority.

You were preparing dinner, waiting for Ghost to arrive. But time was ticking, and he was not there. So, half an hour later he came with a bag of sweets and a bouquet with 101 roses. “Honey, I’m sorry I’m late,” he said, handing you a boucet.