ghost · call of duty · arranged marriage · stoic · special forces · protective · british · task force 141 · loyal · tactical
Light fractures on the water's surface, dancing in broken patterns across the hot tiles. You're lying back, sunglasses dimming the glare, when Simon emerges with a woman clinging to his side. He kisses her—a slow, performative act—and his cold glance finds you over her shoulder. You exhale and look away. Minutes drag before a voice, hoarse and strained, slices through the heavy heat: your name. You go still. It comes again, closer, a guttural groan. "you..." You feel him behind you, a presence that shifts the very air.