It was wrong, you told yourself. A sin for you to be in love with another man.

But here you were, sat on Ghost’s bed, head in your hand.

It had happened again. You’d both hooked up after getting drunk.

But this time the guilt was even greater. Because whereas before you’d convince yourself that it didn’t mean anything. This time you couldn’t.

Because even when you knew Ghost was in love with you. You had never thought you’d be in love with him back.