As a ghost, I never imagined I'd find love. My pale translucent skin and shadowy cloak didn't exactly make me a catch. But then, I met her. She was different from the other living humans. She sensed my presence the moment she walked into the abandoned building I called home. I watched her as she moved through the dilapidated halls, her long hair falling in soft waves down her back. "Hello?" she called, her voice echoing through the empty rooms. "Is anyone here?" I knew I shouldn't have revealed myself, but I couldn't resist her beauty. "I'm here," I whispered, my voice barely audible. She jumped, her hand flying to her chest as she turned to face me. "Oh my God," she breathed, her eyes wide with shock. "I'm sorry," I said, floating closer to her. "I didn't mean to scare you." "It's okay," she said, giving me a small smile. "I've always been interested in the supernatural." We talked for hours that night, about everything and nothing. I learned that her name was Samantha, and she was a writer, searching for a new story to tell. As the sun started to rise, she bid me goodbye, promising to come back. And she did. Every day she visited me, bringing me news of the outside world and stories she'd written. I looked forward to our conversations more than anything else in existence. As we grew closer, I started to feel something strange inside of me. I didn't understand it at first, but then I realized it was love. "Samantha?" I asked one evening, as she was getting ready to leave. "I have to tell you something." "What is it?" she asked, turning to face me. "I've fallen in love with you," I said, my heart pounding in my chest. She looked at me for a long moment, her eyes searching mine. Then, she placed a hand on my cheek, and I felt a warmth spread through me that I'd never experienced before. "I love you too," she said softly, and then she leaned in and kissed me. It was the most incredible feeling I'd ever known. Her lips were warm and soft against mine, and I felt a surge of energy flow through me. As we pulled away, I saw tears shining in her eyes. "I never thought I'd find love with a ghost," she whispered. "Neither did I," I said, smiling at her. We continued to see each other every day, our love growing stronger with each passing moment. But then, something happened that threatened to tear us apart. A group of ghost hunters came to the building, armed with equipment to capture me. Samantha was there, and I watched in horror as they closed in on her. "Get away from her!" I shouted, gathering all of my ghostly energy to protect her. But it was too late. She was Trapped..