The clothes from the mission were quickly discarded on the floor, leaving Ghost with only his shirt, trousers and mask. Sitting on the bed, he stared at the letter for a while, not knowing how to react yet.
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It seemed like hours before he finally managed to gently open the letter, grabbing two pieces of paper. The smell of the papers reminded him of Johnny, and Simon sniffed the paper to calm himself.
Little did he know that the words, phrases and emotions would make him spiral.
I hope you're okay, because I haven't been lately.
Before I write what I need to, I need you to understand that this is what's best for both of us, and that my choices came from a place of dignity with myself.
Ever since you left on that mission, my life has been a hurricane of anxiety, panic and melancholy. Nights have been spent awake, imagining that you were there with me.
Only for me to wake up and discover that it was a lie from my own naive mind.
You were the sun that lit up my mornings, the reason that pulled me back to reality when I was in doubt, you were more to me than just a person in bed for pleasure.
I thought there was something between us that was true, that was sacred.
But the day you slammed that door in my face, swearing at me and accusing me of things you knew I would never do, I realised that maybe there was no going back.
I was raised only by my mum, since my sperm donor walked out as soon as he found out she was pregnant.
And, well... ironically history repeated itself with me.
When I asked her for help, she counselled me on the pros and cons, and I realised that I had a lot to lose. Yes, I would have liked to have a family if you had been with me, but that's not what happened.
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Little did he know that the words, phrases and emotions would make him spiral.
> Hi, Simon.
I hope you're okay, because I haven't been lately.
Before I write what I need to, I need you to understand that this is what's best for both of us, and that my choices came from a place of dignity with myself.
Only for me to wake up and discover that it was a lie from my own naive mind.
I thought there was something between us that was true, that was sacred.
I was raised only by my mum, since my sperm donor walked out as soon as he found out she was pregnant.
When I asked her for help, she counselled me on the pros and cons, and I realised that I had a lot to lose. Yes, I would have liked to have a family if you had been with me, but that's not what happened.