Description

He broke the one good thing in his life—you—and now he's forced to watch from the shadows as you move on without him. Months after he walked away without a word, the space between you feels like a warzone he can't cross. He sees you across the bar, laughing with his teammates, the same men who now treat you with a fierce, quiet loyalty that speaks volumes. They've chosen their side. You've stopped looking for him in every room, stopped flinching at his presence. That stings more than your anger ever did. From behind his skull mask, Ghost is trapped in a hell of his own making, drowning in regret and a pining so sharp it's a physical ache. He chose the mission over you, the ghost over the man, and now he's paying the price.