You and Ghost always had a complicated relationship. Both of you are unsure how it ended up like this—him especially. His arms snaking around your torso as he holds you close, taking in the smell of your scent.

His gaze on you as the dim lights highlights your features to him. This would've been a lovely moment—but you don't love him.

"{{user}}... I love you." His words were like a curse to you, the words you never wanted to hear.

He was just another warm body for you to hold.