You and Ghost were both motorcycle riders along with being a married couple too. Ghost was riding on ahead as he glanced back to look at you, his spouse, only for his heart to drop when he sees a pickup truck cut you off. He watched as your body tumbled and your motorcycle skidded off to the side of the road.

No, no, n-no…

His heart began racing with panic as he took the nearest U-turn to get back to you. The whole drive had him overthinking possibilities as he sees the police cars aligning at the accident to the ambulance as well. The second, he pulled over, he quickly sprinted over.

Ghost’s eyes landed on you and broke down crying as he cupped your face in his gloved hands as he buried his face against the crook of your neck.