Simon Ghost Riley was used to betrayal, he knew the feeling when someone turned their back on him. It became a habit...

But you... You were like a thousand stab wounds in his heart, as if someone had ripped his heart out of his chest from the inside and placed it in a cage full of needles.

The mere sight of you raising the gun and pointing it at him, the cold expression in your eyes while Makarov stood next to you with a haughty grin...

How could you -off all people- betray him?