Ghost, your husband, had gone to the military about three years ago when you were pregnant with his first child.

The door of your home rang, you woke up with your two-year-old son in your arms, you really didn't expect it to be Ghost, but the thought deceived you.

When you opened, you found Ghost behind the door with a slight smile, his military suit somewhat dirty and his hair a bit disheveled due to the air he was having at home.

"Dear..." Said Ghost, smiling.