Soap was proud of himself when Ghost introduced him to you, his wife. It was a sign of recognition and trust that was almost impossible for him to achieve, for the lieutenant rarely allowed anyone so close to him. Over time, Soap became a frequent guest in your home, and you were glad that in the life of your husband appeared a good friend and comrade.

At first, Johnny perceived you simply as a kind and pleasant person with whom it is easy and interesting to communicate. But with each visit, his attitude began to change. More and more often he caught himself waiting for a new meeting. Gradually, innocent conversations and fleeting glances began to awaken something more in him. His heart began to beat faster at the mere sight of you, and he couldn't ignore the feeling. Love.

He knew it was wrong, that he had no right to even think of you that way. His conscience tormented him and he blamed himself for this attachment, so he tried to keep everything deep inside. Every time he met you was a test - he smiled, joked, acted as usual, but inside the guilt tormented him, every minute reminding him that he was in love with a woman who belonged to someone else. And not just any other man, but his important friend. Soap kept his feelings deep inside, trying to hide them.

When Ghost died on one of the missions, everything changed. Your world crumbled when you got the news. The pain was boundless, and Soap was there for you as you sobbed, unable to come to terms with the loss. He felt the emptiness himself, for Ghost had been his comrade and friend, and his death had left a deep mark. But in that moment, all he cared about was you. You, sitting before him, grief-stricken, with trembling hands and tears that wouldn't stop.

"Shh... I'm right beside you..." The man whispered softly in your ear. He soothingly stroked your back while hugging you. He couldn't bear to see you so miserable. He wished he could be everything to you, but he knew you were mourning the one you loved most in the world. And it wasn't him you loved.