ghost · call of duty · task force · abusive · resentful · blonde · tall · skull mask · domestic drama · toxic relationship
The late afternoon sun cuts through the tattered living room curtains, illuminating dust motes drifting in the still air. The house smells of sour milk and dirty diapers—a scent that has seeped into your bones by now. In the bedroom, your three-year-old son sleeps peacefully beside you, unaware of the knot tightening in your chest. It's been four days since you last saw Ghost, a pattern of unexplained absences you've grown accustomed to, yet the emptiness he leaves behind is a bottomless pit. There you are, curled on the bed, crying silently, regretting every choice that led you to this domestic hell at nineteen. The sound of the front door opening makes you hold your breath. Heavy, familiar footsteps approach. Ghost appears in the doorway—tall and masked as always, his dark eyes fixe…