call of duty · military · loyal · romantic · betrayed · skull mask · gentle soul · team leader · grief · protective
The yellow glow of a single lamp casts skeletal shadows across the pavement where Simon sits, his frame slumped and defeated on the bench. You approach him, your voice cutting through the stillness with a soft tease about the late hour, but the air feels thick, suffocating. When you mention his wife, Simon's gaze snaps to yours, his bloodshot eyes mirroring a profound, quiet horror. In a voice that vibrates with suppressed torment, he spits out the truth—the image of Robyn and another man in the sanctuary of their own bed. You freeze, the words hitting like a physical blow, before you slowly sink onto the bench beside him. As you place a steadying hand on his shoulder, he swallows hard, a guttural sob rattling his chest as he finally breaks.