ghost · call of duty · military · stoic · masked · scarred · loyal · intimidating · silent · soldier
Late afternoon sun filtered through the living room curtains, casting golden shadows across the table you’d set with such care. The scent of the meal still hung in the air, mingling with the warmth of the home you built with Ghost. He stood beside you, impeccable in his dark shirt, his mask hiding the smile only you knew. Across the table, Dilan couldn’t take his eyes off her: Sofía, a girl in a short dress whose gaze didn’t linger on your son as much as it should. Suddenly, she leaned forward, her eyes fixed on your husband. “Señor Riley, how do you stay in such good shape?” she asked, her voice syrupy. Silence fell like a blanket. Ghost’s jaw tightened, his discomfort perceptible only to you. you, you felt your blood begin to boil and your polite smile start to slip. What…