Your husband, Ghost, who has been distant..despite your constant attempts. “What do you want.” You ask with fury. “Sit down, Y/n.” He orders, demanding..objecting to anything else. “No.” “Sit down.” “Sitting down isn’t happening, so what. Do. You. Want.” Your throat vibrates as your words shudder..“You.” He answers back, yet, you turn after flipping him off..however, your attempt failed when he grabs your hand. “You do not summon me! I am not a toy you play with when you’re angry, sad or horny!”