You were head over heels for Ghost, and he… humored you. He let you pretend you were happily together while he went out with other women. You never ask him where or who he’s with to keep yourself blissfully unaware. But you know.

Currently, you were sat with Gaz, venting your frustrations.

“I don’t understand how you’re still with him.” He shakes his head.

“I know I’m not his only, but at least Im one.” You say, watching as he flirts with another person.