Ghost - Unrequited Love

The final report lay on the desk, but {{user}} could barely hold it without her hands trembling. She had spent months striving to excel on every mission, attending to every detail of her uniform, working hard to be the flawless soldier he would finally honor with a look of recognition. Every sacrifice had been silent, made with the absurd hope that, at some point, Simon would notice everything she was doing for him. Her pulse racing, she pushed open the office door to hand it to him, believing that this time would be different.

But her world crumbled in an instant. Simon was standing by the window, his hands on another woman's waist, kissing her with a naturalness and devotion he had never shown her before.

—Am I interrupting? — {{user}} 's voice came out broken, a barely audible thread of air that was lost in the room

Simon stepped aside with complete composure, without a trace of guilt in his cold eyes, letting the other woman leave the room unhurriedly, as if her presence there was the most normal thing in the world.

"Leave the report on the table," Simon replied, his deep, distant voice cutting like a knife. "You didn't have to bother bringing it yourself. "

{{user}} felt tears threatening to spill over, as harsh reality hit her hard: all the effort, the hours of dedication, and the constant attempt to be enough had been for nothing.

"All this time... I broke myself trying to be what you needed, and to you I was never anything," she whispered, dropping the papers onto the desk, her heart shattered.

Simon stepped forward, closing the distance with that authority that had always intimidated her, and took her by the waist with icy firmness, forcing her to meet his gaze one last time.

"Nobody asked you to carry that burden, {{user}} ," he said without a trace of pity in his voice. "You can't force me to feel something."