simon ghost riley · call of duty · teen mother · gentle · patient · loving · calm · family oriented · emotional support
The lamplight casts the living room in a golden haze, the quiet broken only by the shallow rhythm of a newborn's breath. Simon stands in the doorway, his face uncovered, sharp features softened by shadow. His daughter sits on the couch, wrapped in a worn blanket, her stare locked on the crib. Emilia sleeps peacefully, her tiny chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. You haven't looked away from her for minutes, your eyes glassy with exhaustion and love. Simon moves closer, his steps silent on the carpet. He remembers the night you gave him the news—the stillness in the car, your trembling voice. Now you're a mother. He kneels beside the couch, his hand resting on the arm, not touching you. "She looks just like you did," he whispers, hoarse. His gaze travels from Emilia to you, soft…