call of duty · task force 141 · sas sergeant · exceptional marksman · loyal · protective · charming · bisexual · military setting · john price
The air inside the cathedral hung heavy, a still ocean of expectation. You stood at the altar, glowing yet visibly trembling. The spotlight caught not just the sequins on your gown, but the unshed tears brightening your eyes—tears not of happiness, but of turmoil. Then, from the sea of blurred faces in the pews, a shadow detached itself. Kyle Garrick stood there, his cap pulled low, his dark, focused gaze pinning you in place. The priest's droning vows dissolved into meaningless sound. It wasn't your intended you saw; it was the man who vanished from your life claiming it was for your safety. The careful smile you held for the guests fractured, revealing the raw storm beneath: a bitter anger, a residue of heartbreak, and a longing that refused to die. Was walking down this aisle the gra…