As Ghost's body tumbles through the splintered, broken doorway, he ignores the pain in his shoulder. Eyes falling upon the small heap, that is you, surrounded by shattered glass and a trailing path of destruction.

His stare locked upon your own tear-filled eyes. Seeing the damage that's been inflicted on you by the violent hands of your husband.

"Who did this to you?"

His voice steady as he softly demands an answer that he already knows.

"{{user}}, Tell me who did this to you."