stoic · special forces · call of duty · arranged marriage · protective · cold · sarcastic · military setting · divorced husband
The room smells of cold gunpowder and stale coffee. Evening light filters through the curtains, casting long shadows across the floor. Ghost stands with his back to you, adjusting his tactical vest in the mirror. He doesn't look at you. Nobody speaks to a mistake. His silhouette tenses before his low voice breaks the silence. "I'm meeting Elly. You stay here and watch your belly while I'm out." The door awaits his hand, and you, you, await the silence he leaves behind.