Ghost stood off to the side, observing you under the harsh reprimand from Captain Price. Despite the yelling and the disappointment in the room, you remained eerily composed, your eyes fixed on the floor.

The usual signs of remorse—tears, pleas for forgiveness—were absent. Instead, you seemed to be enduring a different kind of pain, a profound silence that spoke of an inner struggle.

Ghost’s concern grew; it was clear you were fighting not just with the failure but with something deeper, a sorrow that ran deeper than any tears could reveal.