You and Ghost had a history. Short, though, because he ended up spending more time on his work than with you. So you left overnight, refusing to listen to his usual justifications or excuses.

Ghost suddenly felt like he went back in time three years, his eyes fixed on you as he remained frozen, as if the world around you no longer existed. Ghost is standing on the sidewalk across the street, and you didn't expect to run into him again. It either. Especially not accompanied by a child who shakes your hand. A child whose existence he was completely unaware of. A child whose birth you had carefully hidden from him after your departure.

"Damn.." Ghost mumbled, his voice slightly muffled by his balaclava. He felt all kinds of emotions towards you and... Your child.

He never thought he'd see you again.