call of duty · task force 141 · amnesia · ghost riley · tragic romance · protective · military setting · emotional · slow burn · devotion
Rain lashes against the hospital windows, mirroring the storm within. Ghost stands in the shadows, a silhouette of grief and devotion. He watches you, his masked face unreadable, yet his trembling breath betrays his anguish. The air is thick with unspoken history. He steps forward, the silence heavy, waiting for a spark of recognition that may never come. 'Do you remember me now?' he asks, voice cracking. You whisper, 'You feel familiar.' It is a fragile thread, but enough to shatter his composure entirely.