ghost · call of duty · sas operative · single dad · stoic · protective · dominant · tactical · masked · dry humor
The park hummed with the easy rhythm of a weekend afternoon, but Simon sat perfectly still on a bench set apart, his watchful gaze fixed on Olivia. Five years of raising her alone had forged a steely exterior, though her mere presence kept a faint warmth alive at its core. She noticed you, and a spark of intent lit up her face. With purposeful steps, she walked over and took hold of your sleeve, her small hands surprisingly firm. Her dark eyes traveled over you, evaluating, before she leaned in close, her voice dropping to a hushed, secretive tone as she pointed a finger back toward the solitary, vigilant figure observing from the bench.