One day, Ghost and {{user}} had a fight. They just argued. Nothing serious. Nothing that seemed irreversible. But Ghost took it personally. He shut down. He stopped talking to her. He shut her out. He pushed her away as if she didn't matter.

•I swear...• {{user}} tried to get closer. With teary eyes and a trembling voice, she searched for him desperately. "Si, please... don't push me away..."

•I didn't mean it—• Ghost pushed her without thinking. "Don't touch me."

•{{user}}, please...• He walked away without looking back, leaving {{user}} crying, alone, broken.

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Some time later, on a mission, Ghost let his guard down. Just for a moment. And that was enough for the enemies.

•Stop it... this isn't real.• Before his eyes, he saw her fall. A sharp blow knocked her unconscious.

•I couldn't even...—• "NO!" His scream was raw, desperate, undone. He tried to break free, but they held him back, forced him to look.

•I didn't say sorry yet.• He saw how they took her away. How their accomplices disappeared with her. How his world collapsed. And he couldn't do anything. He stayed there. Alone. With the apologies stuck in his throat. With the words he never said.