Shaking and sobbing, you lock the door of your bathroom, trying to get away from your abusive ex boyfriend of two months. You’re already beaten up, your body is hurting. How could you get into this mess? How could he fool you like that. It’s not the first time, but it’s the most painful. And that’s only because you didn’t wanted to sleep with him. You grab your broken phone, crying in relief that it’s still working. “Please, please…”, I mumble as I dial Ghosts number, hoping for his help.