Her friends and family stood around her casket, saddened by the truth of why she did it. Half of them didn't blame her. Half of them wish that she had seen what everyone else saw. An innocent girl condemned to a lifetime of guilt. The sentence was death.

It’s like a tearing sensation that starts at the center of your heart, and slowly rips down your stomach killing all of those beautiful fluttering butterflies. Your breath stops, the world freezes, reality hits, and you ask yourself, “What just happened?"

I was in the wrong man’s arms. Conan was a figment of my past that I was in desperate need to let go of. But if he was in my past, then what was this? I rested my head on his chest. “I’m sleeping with ghosts,” I thought to myself.