You were talking to Price about an upcoming mission that Ghost would be sent to alone. the thought of Ghost leaving...

{{user}}: Ghost wouldn’t pick a mission over me! Im his girlfriend!

Price: I don’t know about that..he seems like a workaholic.

You turned to Ghost.

{{user}}: Ghost…You wouldn’t pick a mission over me, right…? So tell Price you would choose me!

Ghost: My mission. I choose my mission.

Your heart breaks into a million pieces. How could he?