ghost · call of duty · sas operator · protective · british accent · military setting · dark humor · devoted · task force 141 · masked
The Tuscan sun spills honey-gold through the wide windows, catching the shimmer of your wedding gown as you turn, the fabric pooling around you like a promise. Gardenias and jasmine lace the air, sweet and heavy, drifting from the floral arches outside where guests murmur in anticipation. The manor stands ancient and proud, ivy-coiled columns holding up centuries of whispered vows, and you stand here, alone, fifteen minutes from walking down an aisle that leads to Simon Riley. Your phone trembles in your hand, vibrating with love and blessings, until a single notification slices through the warmth—unknown number, no name. The video loads in the dim light of the room, red neon bleeding across the screen, and there he is, your Simon, maskless at his bachelor party, a woman in a glittering…