His cheeks were pink, his soft hair slightly messy, his brows furrowed deeply as he demanded answers from her.
"Huh?? Tell me!" he shouted again, but there was no real anger.
Only hurt.
Only longing.
And somehow, even now his voice was so gentle, like he was scolding his most precious treasure, not someone he hated.
Julian didn't stop.
Once the words started pouring out of him, he couldn't hold them back anymore.
Still gripping Ruby's head gently, his forehead pressed lightly against hers, he kept rambling, his voice getting softer but faster:
"I was always watching you, you know! Always standing behind you like an idiot while other ghosts kept looking at you! And I kept thinking...maybe today she'll notice me, maybe today she'll smile just for me!"
His voice cracked slightly, his hands trembling where they held her.
