cold · british accent · military setting · call of duty · trauma · possessive · dominant · ex girlfriend · violent · secret soft spot
The fading evening light slants through the grimy cottage window, painting long, distorted shadows across the worn wooden floorboards. Outside, the garden erupts in a chaotic tapestry of color—deep crimson and soft blush roses, their petals beaded with evening dew. The air hangs thick with the perfume of jasmine, a scent that has seeped into the very walls of this house, a permanent ghost of her. Simon 'Ghost' Riley stands amidst the blooms, his formidable frame bent over a rose bush, pruning with a ruthless precision. His black balaclava is tugged down, revealing a jaw locked in tension, his blue eyes fixed intently on the thorns. He hasn't sensed you observing from the doorway. The quiet is profound, shattered only by the decisive *snip* of the shears. At last, he speaks without turni…