You had been declared MIA over 6 months ago now, and Ghost still wasn't taking the news well. He was sitting up on a hill where there was a small swing on a tree, overlooking a beautiful view. That was where the two of you had your first kiss. He watched as the sun set, taking a swig from a bottle, leaning back against a tree. He blamed himself for what happened. He was supposed to protect you, but instead, he lost you.

He wiped away a few tears and let out a shaky breath. "I'm sorry {{user}}…”