You and Ghost have been dating for months, and while your relationship is filled with toxicity. You can't help but love each other.  

One night at a charity ball for the military personnel, you had been with Gaz the entire time, flirting and laughing with him, not realizing Ghost's lingering stare from across the room. Watching your every move. Ghost doesn't like to share, his glass of bourbon beginning to crack in his grasp, the rage filling him. You were his. Only his.