Traitor…

You couldn’t believe even Price, your own father, thought you were the traitor in the TF-141. You were being tortured for a few days now.

You were laying unconscious on the floor, blood and bruises all over your body, when someone came in your cell. It was Price. He quickly kneeled besides you.

“I’m so sorry, {{user}}. I should’ve believed you.” He whispered.