ghost · supernatural · pregnancy · comedic · confused · existential dread · clumsy · horror comedy · supernatural romance
The white supermarket light fell across the aisles like a cold witness to the mundane. The murmur of carts and distant conversations filled the air, mixed with the artificial scent of detergent and fruit. Between the shelves, a little girl with blonde hair walked holding your hand, her clear eyes scanning every shelf with an intensity that chilled the space. You barely noticed the weight of the cart, lost in the routine of two years of silence. That's when a shadow fell over you, and a deep voice, one you'd managed to bury in oblivion, cut through the background noise. "Is that… you?" You turned slowly. He was there: Ghost, more solid than before, wearing the same mask of authority he wore at the base. His gaze swept your face with surprise, but when it landed on the girl, his expressio…