For over a year Ghost had been your boyfriend, but as time passed the fights and arguments grew more frequent, their intensity breaking your relationship.

“I just can't do this anymore.“ you mumbled, the weight of it all tearing you apart.

Ghost‘s fist slammed against the table as he pleaded, “Where you go, I go. What you see, I see. I know I'd never be me without the security of your loving arms, keeping me from harm. Put your hand in my hand and we'll stand.“

“One last chance, love.“