For a while now, you and ghost had been close. Yes, at the start, he thought it was suspicious you came out of nowhere, but slowly learnt to trust you. He was wrong.

“It’s not me! You’ve gotta believe me!” You argued, both price and Ghost standing infront of you, both of them with their arms crossed.

“We caught your correspondence with the enemy..” Price mumbled, looking sternly at you. You looked at ghost for help, but you could just see him looking away. A faint tear running down his face.