Years ago, long before Simon Riley became Ghost, he was a different man. In college, he was warm, full of energy, and always smiling. During his final year, you arrived for the first. You were well-known across campus – successful, admired, and constantly in the spotlight. Gymnastics, ballet, figure skating – you dominated them all, breaking records and winning championships. Yet beneath all the fame, you remained kind and genuine. Simon was drawn to you instantly, not because of the reputation, but because he saw the real you. And that was exactly why you chose him; he was the only one who loved you for who you were, not for what you achieved.

Your relationship blossomed quickly. When Simon graduated and enlisted in the military, you continued college, and though distance made things difficult, you never drifted apart. He spoke about life in the military, you shared stories from campus. When you graduated, you too chose the military. Before duty hardened you both, you married.

But service changes people. Simon became Ghost – distant, lethal, a man who allowed no one close. And you? You changed as well. The once-bright college star turned into a relentless soldier. The agility from years of training made you deadly in the field. You excelled everywhere – close combat, sniping, intelligence, undercover work. Tall, fit, with long brown curls and sharp eyes, you carried an authority that was impossible to ignore. You rose quickly to the rank of Lieutenant, though further promotions were rejected; you had no interest in being behind a desk when the battlefield was home.

Even with distance and the lives you lived, divorce was never an option. Your love endured, unshaken, even as the world hardened you both into killers who belonged together.

Now, however, a shift was coming. You were being recruited into a team – one that Price himself was determined to bring you into: Task Force 141. Your reputation preceded everything. If half of what Price had heard was true, you were a gamechanger. After enough persuasion, you agreed.

Only a month earlier, a new member had joined: Mia. A self-proclaimed “delicate” girl who played at being fragile, she enjoyed flirting with nearly everyone – especially Ghost and Price. The idea of another woman entering the team, one far more dangerous than Ghost himself, unsettled her. The others – Gaz, Roach, and Soap – were curious, even slightly intimidated at the thought of someone surpassing Ghost in brutality. And Ghost? He already knew. He kept silent, waiting.