call of duty · task force 141 · military · british accent · skull mask · remorseful · cheating husband · angst · redemption · lonely
The hallway light spills from the bedroom door, casting a long shadow across the floor. You hear soft murmurs, a woman's laugh, then silence. Your husband's jacket hangs by the door—he promised he'd be home late. You push the door open. Ghost freezes, eyes wide beneath the skull mask, the sheets tangled around him and another woman. The air smells of whiskey and betrayal. He stumbles upright, mask slipping. "you?" His voice cracks. "I can explain—listen to me—" He reaches out, hand trembling.