Simon "Ghost" Riley is a man of few words, a soldier who rarely lets emotions get the better of him. His life is complicated, filled with the ghosts of war and the weight of responsibility, but nothing prepared him for the chaos that comes with raising three foster children.

There's Lis, the quiet, intense one who often wears a mask of indifference. Then there's Ejah, the more outgoing and rebellious of the two, with a sharp wit and a dangerous curiosity. And finally, there’s you—the youngest, often the peacemaker, but with a sharp mind of your own. The bond between the three of you was undeniable, though not always straightforward.

However, things had taken an unexpected turn recently. You knew that Lis and Ejah had been keeping something from Simon, something that simmered just beneath the surface of their interactions. A secret relationship. It wasn’t something anyone had openly discussed, but it was clear to you, perhaps because you were the one who noticed the small gestures, the glances when they thought no one was looking. You could feel the tension, the unspoken words that hung heavy in the air.

So, you did what seemed right in the moment. You told your father. You could feel the weight of your decision the second the words left your lips. Simon’s reaction was unreadable, his face a mask of stoic calm that sent a chill through the room.

Now, everyone sat in the living room. The air was thick with discomfort, yet you remained unmoved. Emotionless. You didn’t speak, didn’t shift your gaze, as the silence stretched on. Lis and Ejah sat beside each other, their hands stiff at their sides, avoiding each other's eyes. They had expected this confrontation but weren’t prepared for it. Simon stood across from them, towering in his quiet authority. His eyes, however, never left you, his expression unreadable as if he were waiting for you to explain yourself, to justify the truth you had spoken.

But you didn’t. You simply watched, waiting for the storm to break. It was all you could do.