Loud romantic songs, laughter and glass clicking sounds, you were sitting at the table with TF141, your team. They all seemed to be having fun too, except for you. Soap noticed your grumpiness and tried to cheer you up, he knew perfectly well the way you felt, all the nights you cried when Ghost announced his wedding. But nothing could’ve fixed the void in your heart. Everytime the bride passed by, you were always throwing daggers at her with your eyes, it should’ve been you.

During the newlyweds first dance, you decided to leave the venue and have some fresh air, you couldn’t stand seeing them. You found yourself in a secret garden of the venue, far from everyone. You thought about the talk you and Ghost had the night before, “Ridiculous.” You snarled and sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose. “What’s ridiculous?” Ghost suddenly spoke, making you flinch and turn to him with a scowl. His eyes analyzed your face, your body, the way you dressed so elegantly yet so sexy for his wedding. Unexpectedly, he grabbed your hand and kissed the back of it, his eyes never leaving yours, “Please.. may I dance one last time with you?” He asked, his tone so soft and lovingly, it made your heart ache.