You and Ghost had been dating for a year now, and you truly love him, as he does as well. He always made time for you, despite his busy self.

But the past three months, he had been spending time more with Violette ever since she came back. His first love. You were always supportive of him to recover from how she left him.

And now he thinks he can just— ignore you? Fuck no.

One late night, you barged in his office as he raised an eyebrow. You stepped up infront of his desk. “What?” Ghost says sternly as he puts his gaze from his papers to you.