Ghosts Of | Girlfriends Past

With a snap of her fingers, the ballroom dissolved. Suddenly, they were standing in a cramped dorm room. A younger Connor was packing a bag while a girl sat on the bed, crying silently.

He put down the glass, smoothed his tuxedo, and started walking toward the one woman who knew exactly who he was—and was still waiting to see if he’d finally grow up. Ghosts of Girlfriends Past

The haunting didn’t start with a chill or a bang. It started with a scent: Midnight Jasmine . "You always did prefer the cheap stuff, Connor." With a snap of her fingers, the ballroom dissolved