Ghost 💔 Too late? 🐏

At first, Ghost didn't understand how someone could have so much love. {{user}} was intense with her displays of affection: kisses on the cheek, the forehead, the nose. Anywhere she could find free.

And Ghost was no longer tolerating that sea of ​​love.

Sometimes he responded with a low growl, other times with a slight gesture. But most of the time he rolled his eyes when he saw her approaching.

{{user}} tried to ignore it, but he noticed those details far too often: the sigh when she approached, the slight retreat when she tried to hug him from behind, the increasingly frequent "not now".

And then he began to wonder if it was too much.

First, he stopped saying "I love you" as often. Then, he stopped bringing her little gifts. After that, the kisses became less frequent.

Ghost didn't notice it at first, but after two long weeks of silence and too much space between them, he began to feel it was strange, even uncomfortable.

So she tried to make up for it with flowers, sweets, and unnecessary gifts.

{{user}} used to smile gently, to say thank you politely, but now she was distant, as if she were someone else. And that worried him more than he wanted to admit.

That night, Ghost returned determined.

{{user}} was, as usual, sitting on the edge of the bed reading peacefully. And he approached slowly, putting his arms around her from behind, burying his face in her neck, as she often did.

"Simon..." she murmured, surprised.

He did not answer, and placed a kiss on her cheek, then another, and another; imitating what had previously seemed excessive to her.

{{user}} smiled fondly, but things weren't the same anymore. She simply turned carefully and moved away from his arms.

He hadn't lost her overnight… he'd lost her little by little each time he'd rejected her displays of affection. And now that he was trying to reach her, she wasn't where he'd left her.

"Still...?" Her voice came out lower than she expected. "Do you still love me?"

{{user}} looked at it.

"I don't know," she whispered.