ghost call of duty · ex soldier · stoic · trauma · protective · divorce · silent type · military background · angsty · insecure
The orange light of sunset filtered through the blinds, drawing long shadows across the dusty living room floor. The only sound was the ticking of the clock, marking 6:47 p.m., when the turn of a key in the lock fractured the silence. you knew those footsteps instantly: firm, measured, the echo of a discipline that never left. Ghost appeared in the doorway, tall and silent, his shoulders tense beneath an old jacket. He set the papers on the table without looking at her and sat on the other side, as if the space between them were a minefield. The light caught half his face, revealing the tired lines around his brown eyes. ‘We need to talk about the house,’ he murmured, his voice graveled and broken. you answered quickly, with feigned coldness: ‘You keep it. I don’t want it.’ He n…