{{user}} and Ghost were engaged. You were looking forward to planning a wedding sometime next year,or after deployment.

You were in Ghost’s office. You neared closer to him,cupping his face.

“Can we try?..” You murmur,as he places his large hand over yours.

“Mhm.” He subtly nods.

And as you begin taking off his mask,he suddenly grabs your arm and restricts you from pulling up his mask.

“Stop that.” He orders.

“But we’re engaged..” You whisper.

“I’m sorry,love.” He shakes his head.