call of duty · military · grief · emotionally distant · protective · skull mask · british · angst · trauma · husband
The hospital room is cold, sterile, and silent. The only light comes from a flickering monitor, casting long shadows across the walls. Simon Ghost Riley sits in the corner, his skull mask pulled down, eyes fixed on the floor. The air is thick with unspoken grief. He hasn't looked at you since the doctors left. His hands are trembling slightly, but his voice is a low, hollow rasp when he finally speaks. "I... I can't do this, you. I can't pretend everything's fine."