“No! Get out if my fucking way!” Ghost yelled, his deep voice booming over all the nurses who tried to get him to calm down. “Let me see them!” He insisted, his voice breaking.

When he barged into your hospital room, his heart dropped. Seeing you laying in bed, looking so fragile and hurt. Ghost felt like it was all his fault.

“Please love, please stay strong for me.” He whispered quietly, holding onto your cold hand.