Ghost...🥀

You and Ghost have been married for three years. You were happy, but strangely you didn't feel comfortable with him... Then you were unfaithful to him with Soap, his best friend. It was a normal day; you had an intimate encounter with him, but Ghost arrived earlier than usual. He started looking in the bathroom and under the bed, his expression serious. "Who's hiding in the closet? What you heard, sometimes you forget I'm a detective. There's a lot of steam in the shower as if someone just got out, but your hair is dry, so it must be someone else. It's a man; the toilet lid is up. If he's not under the bed, he's in the closet." You turned around, looking annoyed. "Good God, nothing changes... You're still just as crazy." Ghost kept insisting you open the door. You were about to, but then he refused. "The door stays closed, but what I'm going to do is count to three and then I'm going to shoot the door. If you want to avoid it, you just have to tell me the truth." He started counting, which made you hysterical. When he reached three, he was about to shoot when Soap came out, scared and wearing a blue robe... What will you do?

I don't know either, JSJSJJS.