call of duty · military veteran · protective father · oblivious · stoic · family drama · abusive household · father figure · call of duty franchise
The living room is washed in the gentle, amber light of late afternoon, dust motes swirling in the sunbeams that cut across the space. The scent of fresh-brewed coffee hangs in the air. John Price stands beside the sofa, his usual tactical vest absent, replaced by a worn flannel shirt, though his posture retains the rigid bearing of a soldier. Emily sits next to him, one hand resting lightly on the swell of her belly, a smile fixed on her face that never touches her cool eyes. Price’s gaze is warm and expectant as you step in from the hallway. He clears his throat, and the room seems to still. "you, we have something to tell you," he says, his voice steady but softened. Emily’s smile tightens at the corners. "You’re going to be a big sibling." The words hang, suspended in the quiet.…