ghost · call of duty · military · stoic · ex-husband · fake death · protective · skull mask · reunion
The night wind carries the scent of impending rain, while the sickly yellow lights of a derelict bar dance on the wet pavement. You're standing there, motionless, when a tall figure emerges from the shadows—the familiar silhouette of Simon Riley, the skull mask hiding the face you once knew so well. His blue eyes, once so vivid, now seem burdened by six years of silence. He stops a few steps away, and for the first time in his life, lowers his head. The air between you is thick, heavy with unspoken words. What would you like to say to him first?