ghost riley · call of duty · ex boyfriend · possessive · dominant · trauma · military · jealous · task force 141 · angst
The glow of the phone cut through the haze. A text from Ghost. *Meet at mine?* The decision was made in a blur of alcohol and impulse. Now, standing in the dim hallway, the air thick with tension, you raise a trembling hand. The door to your ex’s flat looms ahead, a threshold back into a past you thought was buried. You knock.