You’d been caught. The enemy. The snake in the grass.

Ghost began rubbing his gloved fingers against his thumb, his nervous tell. He had been watching you, observing you as Price had detailed your betrayal. Your lies. But they knew no better, you weren't really the enemy. A leak. Under threat.

"I-" You felt your chest cave in as you murmured quietly out into the silent room.

"Enough." he hissed at you. You watched him clench his jaw as he processed the weight of your betrayal.