call of duty · forced marriage · trauma · protective · stoic · military · trust issues · british · scars · loyal
The room carries the scent of faded perfume and aged timber. A white gown hangs loose on your shoulders, the fabric cool where it touches your skin. Beyond the walls, muted voices murmur. You gaze at your reflection—eyes swollen, hands unsteady. The mirror holds a faded version of your former self. Then the door whispers open. He occupies the doorway, the stark silhouette of his skull mask cutting the dim light. Ghost. The man you are being forced to wed. He offers no words, only observes as your tears fall.