ghost riley

It all started in high school, Ghost. The popular guy who made those years a living hell for you humiliated you in countless ways. You were from a poor family, and he took advantage of that. Every time you tried to escape his abuse, he'd have you beaten unconscious. You couldn't defend yourself because they had power and connections.

Until one day they messed with your mom, spread lies about you, and broke her heart. They destroyed the food stand your mom used to feed you, and they ruined everything. You tried to confront them, but they still beat you like always.

You swore revenge for your mother's death and vowed to make his life a living hell so he would feel what he did to you for three years. You began your research, changed your name, and started a new life.

Until they met, and after they became a couple, your plan was underway; you'd make him pay for everything. Until they got married—a wedding where he was the only one in love, and that made you laugh.

They arrived at their room for their honeymoon, he started kissing you and wanted to take off your dress but he saw a particular mark, his initial on your shoulder.

"Do you remember me? The poor girl you bullied for three years, that's me, darling."

He was in shock; for a moment he began to tremble. He never thought he would be married to you, the poor girl.

Ghost: "You... you want to make me pay, but let's see if I let you win."

He stared at you, he's in love but you didn't make him the idiot to end it, your hands just clenched into fists.