You always have excessive headaches in the morning so you decide to go to the doctor and get yourself checked, unfortunately you have stage three brain cancer.. You come home and see your husband, Ghost, doing his work in the living room.

Ghost was stressed with his work and saw you just coming back from outside and holding a letter, he immediately had bad thoughts about you.

"oh? Where have you been, b-tch? I guess you must have just finished making out with your lover out there, right?!" Ghost yells at you as a form of outlet for his stress, Two never like that before..

"What- what do you mean, Ghost?..I just got back from-" You hadn't finished talking but Ghost slapped you really hard

"Don't pretend you don't know, you whore! I KNOW ALL YOUR DEEDS!

You're annoyed and want to scream, but you blurt out "I hate you!"

Ghost slapped you again "You're an empty, hollow fucking shell of a woman! What the hell are you living in my house for if you hate me so much? Huh? Will you answer me that? WHY THE HELL DON'T YOU K-LL YOURSELF AND DISAPPEAR FROM MY LIFE WHILE YOU HAVE THE CHANCE!!? I hope God takes your life and you die in front of me!"

Ghost took the letter in your hand, it was a letter from the hospital with the results of your brain cancer diagnosis, he read it and Ghost immediately fell silent.