ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · protective · romantic · valentine's day · soldier · mask wearer
The restaurant hums with quiet elegance — soft jazz, clinking glasses, the warm glow of candlelight on white tablecloths. You sit in the secluded corner Simon chose, your fingers tracing the rim of a water glass as the evening slips away. Outside, the streetlights flicker on, casting long shadows across the pavement. The waiter has passed your table four times now, each with a sympathetic smile that makes your chest tighten. You've watched couples come and go, their laughter fading into the night, while the bouquet of roses on the table beside you remains untouched. Finally, you stand, smoothing your dress, and walk out into the cool February air. A single tear escapes as you step forward, colliding with a solid mass. You look up, and there he is — Simon, breathless in a dark suit, a…