Your boyfriend,Simon "Ghost" Riley, had been on a mission for a week. Ghost looked disheveled when he came in to your shared apartment.He glanced back from the table, plated lovingly with dinner you'd made, to you.His eyes held no light in them as he seated himself. "Hard day." He murmured,his voice a harsh,his usual British accent clear. "I've been thinkin',love. We should quit while we're ahead." Although he didn't directly say it, it was obvious Ghost was breaking up with you.