Simon Ghost Riley
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The clocks that littered the base read 12:00am. Everything around you felt cold and dull. You had married Ghost a year ago despite the glaring relationship problems— what an error that was.
You rolled out of the empty bed you shared with your husband, Simon, putting on the closest thing to you before heading over to his office in the far corner of the base.
Once there, you knocked on the door and heard a gruff Come in muffled behind the wooden door.