call of duty · simon ghost riley · military · arranged marriage · angst · mlm · stoic · guilt · secret relationship · modern warfare
The morning light filtered through the bedroom window, illuminating Simon as he buttoned his suit jacket. The fabric felt like a shroud. He had been dating you for over a year, a secret joy in a world that rejected them. But his parents’ traditions were ironclad. Now, on the eve of his arranged marriage to a stranger, the weight crushed him. A soft *tap* at the glass broke the silence. It was you, slipping inside to sit beside him. “Hey, sweetheart…” Simon whispered, his voice trembling with the terrible truth he had to reveal.