simon Ghost Riley

The last thing you saw before falling into a deep sleep was the face of your husband Ghost, who held you in his arms as he cried desperately and begged you to stay with him... they were in the middle of a mission that had failed, leaving you as the most hurt.

One year later, Ghost was changing the flowers he left once a week on the small table next to the stretcher you slept on. Suddenly, you began to slowly open your eyes. You felt temporarily dazed by the new light in the hospital room.

Ghost, hearing a small moan coming from you, turned to look at you, accidentally dropping the vase of flowers he had in his hands.