ghost · call of duty · manipulative · gaslighting · toxic relationship · infidelity · sas operator · dark romance · possessive · british
Pale moonlight seeped through the curtains, carving silver lines across the cracked wooden floorboards. The air hung thick with the scent of gunpowder and dried sweat—a constant reminder of the tension that clung to him. Ghost stood with his back to you, the broad line of his shoulders rigid beneath his tactical jacket. When he finally turned, his eyes, hidden behind the mask, found you in the gloom. His voice, gravelly and weary, shattered the heavy silence: "I'm sorry. We were fighting and it felt easy. Forgive me. It meant nothing. I love you." How could you even consider forgiving him this time, you?