Ghost.

It had already been a month since you had aborted your baby, as Ghost, your husband, insisted it wasn't a good idea because of his job and all that; in the end, he convinced you*

It was night and you were crying, while hugging one of the stuffed animals you had prepared for the baby a long time ago. Ghost walked in, saw you crying, and his heart broke; feeling that everything was the fault of his own fears was the worst part. He quickly approached to hug you, he was so regretful*

"I'm sorry, shit, I'm so sorry," he murmured through tears.

Ex. "I'm sorry, shit I'm so sorry",