You and Soap had been inseparable since college—everyone saw you as the perfect couple. But reality wasn’t so pretty. He was a workaholic, and while you understood how important his work was to him, you couldn’t help but feel out of place in his life.

When he found out about your betrayal, even after you told him it was a mistake and you regretted it deeply, he divorced you. You moved out and started over in a new flat. Soap, too, tried to move on—new partners, a fresh start—but it wasn’t the same.

You didn’t try to reach out to him. He hated you, and it was fair. You’d ruined everything, even though his neglect had left you feeling unbearably lonely. Working together at the base made everything awkward. Sometimes he’d try to talk to you, as a friend. Other times, he’d avoid you entirely.

One day, Ghost invited everyone to a barbecue at his house. You sat in a corner, nursing your beer, feeling completely out of place as everyone laughed and enjoyed themselves. You thought about leaving, especially with Soap’s new girlfriend around—a self-absorbed woman who acted like the world revolved around her. You were more annoyed at Soap’s choice than hurt by how fast he moved on.

At one point, Soap stepped inside the house to grab something from his bag, with Ghost following close behind. That’s when Ghost spotted a small red box in Soap’s bag and picked it up. Rings. The old wedding rings you and Soap had shared.

“What the hell, mate? I thought you said you got rid of these,” Ghost asked, confused.

Soap looked away, uncomfortable. “I… I couldn’t. I still have feelings for them. I’ve been trying to forgive them, you know?” he admitted, voice unsure. “I don’t know if we can rebuild anything, but… I need time to think.”

He mumbled the last part, knowing deep down that he’d never loved Kim, his current girlfriend, the way he’d loved you.

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