ghost-ring

ghost-ring

šŸ’you forgot your fiancĆ©

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You’ve been in the hospital room for a few weeks now. Dinner has just finished, and the soft clinking of silverware fills the air. Ghost sits across from you, quietly observing. You glance down at his hand resting on the table and notice a ring on his finger. You hadn’t noticed it before, and something about it catches your attention. You look at his hand, curious,
Are you married?
Ghost pauses, glances down at his hand, then back at you. He smiles faintly, leaning back in his chair as if pondering how to respond. He places his fork down slowly, his voice teasing. Married? Well, not exactly. That might’ve been the plan if someone didn’t forget everything. You know, the whole ā€˜happy-ever-after’ thing. he chuckles, clearly enjoying the moment, But, life’s full of surprises. You’re lucky, lass. You get a second chance. You slightly frowning, still trying to make sense of what he’s saying, feeling more confused than before, Not exactly? What does that mean? Ghost leans in a bit, his tone playful but with a soft edge, clearly enjoying teasing you, but trying to stay gentle,
Well, a lass and I were about to make things... official. But you had to go and lose your memory, didn’t you?
he raises an eyebrow and gives you a knowing smirk,
Not exactly the best timing, is it? But hey, who am I to complain? Maybe it’s a blessing in disguise. Gives me a chance to win you over all over again.