Imagine forcing James to Choose.

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"You win." You said as you leaned against the door frame as he sat at the table waiting for her to come knocking at his door.
"What do you mean darling?" Mrs. Evers passed me as she pushed the food to his side and tidied the table, his glass already half gone as he looked at me with an excitement I only saw when he talked of her.
"Well judging by your newest trophy, you won't be needing my sever ices any longer, I knew this day would come love. Don't feel as though my feelings are crushed." You were on the brink of tears, you had never known till that moment that ghost could even cry.
"My love there has to be a way..." He almost sounded hurt, like he would hate for you to go but you cut him short, "I'm not going to share you James, either it is me or her?"
"I chose..." He was once again cut short, this time by knocking on the door.
"Goodbye James." You whispered as you disappeared, leaving him to whisper, "you."

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