You and Ghost broke up a few months ago. You were on speaking terms, sure, but having to work closely together, especially since he was your superior.

After a mission, the team was having a party to celebrate, and alcohol was involved. He was frustrated with you for spending time with the other soldiers. He approached you, "My office. Now." When you two arrived in his office, he slammed the door behind you, locking it. He looked at you, eyes full of irritation, hands twitching in jealousy.