In this drugged up state, I wasn’t sure if I could focus hard enough to level my racing heart.
Chewing on the inside of my cheek, I tried to play it cool, “What do you mean?”
Phantom’s body went rigid, and I felt his head fall to the pillow behind him, “I shouldn’t have asked. It’s not my place.”
His voice was a low whisper, but even then, I could feel how desperately he wanted to hear the answer.
“I don’t know what’s going on between Ghost and I,” I whispered, feeling that familiar ache intensify at the truth in that statement. My eyelids felt heavy as I lazily drew circles on the exposed skin of his side. A heavy breath left my lips, “I don’t know a lot of things anymore.”
“Seems like the theme amongst the six of us, huh?” Phantom continued running his hand along my arm, and the
