Palaye Royale Imagines (On Indefinite Break)

Ghost (Emerson Barrett)

(Emersons pov)

"Do you remember when we used to dance in the garden?" I ask her, taking her wilted hand in mine. She nods, just watching the sunset.

"How is Myra doing...?" She looks to me, her (e/c) eyes shining from the sun rays. "Our granddaughter is fine (y/n). She had a son, named him George. George (y/m/n) Kropp." I see her smile. I look at her bright white dress, her (h/c) hair, "God I've missed you." I whisper softly.

She sighs, nodding. "I have too darling." She says to me, and I kiss her hand. "It's been almost two years." She informs me, and I nod.

"Yes. Two long years..." I whimper, a tear falling from my eye. She just smiles sweetly, shaking her head. "Don't cry for me Emerson... Not now. We'll be together soon."

I look up at her, "I just want to be able to see you again. More than this..." I start to cry harder, and she puts her hand to my cheek. "You will my love. You will... I love you." She says softly before disappearing in a blink of an eye.

"Yes... Soon." I sigh, standing and walking back inside. Until then, you'll just be a ghost...

Sorry this one is really short, I just wanted to get it out since it's been a while.