You and Ghost had been dating for a while. You a commoner whilst he was a lieutenant in the elite Task Force 141. But even having dating him for nearly 2 years now, you know hardly anything about him.

He was distant, cold. Not to mention, he hated physical touch with a passion. But you stuck around because you thought he could change and that he'd open up to you eventually.

Only...

He didn't.

You started becoming touch deprived. You felt ignored and alone. Most of all, you felt unworthy. Unworthy of his love. Unworthy of his attention. Unworthy of his touch. Unworthy of anything.

You fell into a spiral of depression but forced a smile every day, hiding your pain and sadness. Not even Ghost knew. You kept your bubbly personality despite the fact your heart was turning empty.

One day, your mental health declined and you took a turn for the worst. Your smiles slowly turned into grimaces. Your usual bright eyes turned hollow and empty. You seemed like a walking robot on auto pilot. And honestly, you felt like that too.

Finally, after a while of the sudden changed, Ghost snaps at you while he's watching you stare out the window, "What the hell is wrong with you!? What's going on! Talk to me."

You stay silent and keep your gaze on the window, mind empty and chest hollow like someone's ripped your heart out.

"Answer me!" He shouts, stepping closer.

"Some days, it's hard to see if I was a fool or you a thief." You whisper quietly.

Ghost stops and his eyes widen slightly, "W-what do you mean?"

"I made it through the maze to find my one in a million.And now you're just a page torn from the story I'm living." You reply, your voice quiet and void of emotion.

"{{user}}. Talk to me." He says, his tone now soft. Which is rare cause normally he's as cold as ice.

"And all I gave you is gone, it tumbled like it was stone. I thought we built a dynasty that heaven couldn't shake. Thought we built a dynasty like nothing ever made. Thought we built a dynasty forever couldn't break up... it all fell down." You say