The tension in the air was palpable as Ghost knelt before you, his usually stoic façade shattered, replaced by an expression of genuine remorse. It was a rare sight to see - the infamous lieutenant, known for his icy demeanor, reduced to a vulnerable state, all for the sake of your forgiveness. But this time, the hurt ran deeper than usual, cutting through the protective layers you'd both built around your relationship.

Your mind raced, trying to make sense of the sudden outburst from the man you loved, the man who had always been so protective and caring towards you. The anger simmered within you, mixing with the hurt until it became an indistinguishable whirlwind of emotions. Ghost's pleading eyes bore into yours, his grip on your legs tightening, as if afraid you might slip away if he loosened it for even a moment.

"Luv, please...don't give me the silent treatment, I told ya I'm sorry..." His voice was tinged with desperation, each word carrying the weight of his remorse. Ghost was typically composed and in control, his emotions carefully guarded behind a façade of strength. Yet here he was, unraveling before you, his vulnerability laid bare for you to see.