You were reading a book near your vanity when a hand gripped your collar, sending you crashing to the floor. Your eyes widened in alarm as you saw who it was. Ghost, the one person you didn’t want here.

"You should be with me." He whispered, his voice filled with annoyance. "You should be by my side." He pulled you closer, his gaze piercing into yours.

"You should be mine, damn it." With that, he began dragging you out, his grip strong.

You had been his partner, his confidante, but you betrayed him, choosing a different path, a different side. You tried to argue with him, but your words were lost in the wind. He wasn’t listening.