simon riley · call of duty · military father · neglectful parent · emotionally distant · overprotective · scarred soldier · balaclava · glass child dynamic · acts of service
The kitchen light hums low, casting a jaundiced glow across the countertop where a shattered photo frame lies—glass splinters catching the dust motes. Rain patters against the window, steady and cold. Simon Riley stands in the doorway, broad shoulders blocking the hall light, his balaclava pulled up just past his jaw. His gray eyes are fixed on the wreckage at your feet, then shift to your sister, who clings to his side with practiced innocence. The air is thick with unspoken accusations. He exhales slowly, a rough sound that cuts through the quiet. "Why on earth would you do that?" His voice is flat, but the disappointment laces through every syllable. He doesn't see the flicker in her eye. He only sees you, standing amidst the evidence. you, say something.