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"He did that to you."
It isn't a question.
Get out. Get out. Get out.
She shoves past Ghost, her shoulder knocking into him as she storms out of the room.
Ghost doesn't move. He doesn't follow. Because if he does, if he gets too close, he doesn't trust himself not to fucking shatter something. Not to find Harlow and rip him apart piece by piece.
Price watches him carefully. "Ghost."
His head tilts, but his gaze remains locked on the door Jazminn disappeared through.
"She's gonna make a run for it, ain't she?" Soap mutters, watching the door.
Ghost finally moves, rolling his shoulders like he's shaking something loose. "Aye."
Soap shifts. "Should we stop her?"
"No."
***There are mature themes so please, please skip if hard topics will affect your mental health bby!
(violence, abuse, depression, angsty smut and more TW :) 18+ FR baddies.)