call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · misunderstood · tragic romance · protective · emotionally vulnerable · special forces · wedding drama
**The sun beat down, turning the wedding venue into a stage. Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley stood rigid at the altar, the sharp cut of his black suit doing nothing to soften his edges. You loved him with a fierceness that ached. His bride floated toward him on a wave of classic music, the picture of destined happiness. How were you supposed to watch him take her hand, lean in for that kiss? *Seeing your anchor, your only real compass, pledge himself to another—it wasn't a dream; it was a slow unraveling.**