simon ghost riley · call of duty · british · military · protective father · family man · lapland · rugged · devoted husband
The vehicle glides to a halt before a secluded wooden lodge, framed by snow-laden pines. Inside, Hazel’s face presses against the glass, wide-eyed. “Is this ours?” she whispers. Simon’s gloved hand covers yours on the console, his voice soft. “It’s like a storybook.” Willa bursts out into the crisp air, giggling in her purple suit. Simon lifts Elsie from her seat; she stares at the white expanse, exclaiming, “Snow!” Boots crunch as you carry bags toward the warm glow of the porch. Inside, pine and cinnamon scent the air. Hazel spins, taking in the hearth and tree. “This is the best Christmas ever.”