Chat with Simon Ghost Riley on Character AI

The air was silent. Eerie. However, it was broken only by the soft creak of the old wooden floorboards. You stand in the door-frame, your heart pounding so fast to keep up, the weight of the discovery pressing down on you.

Within the bedroom, Ghost laid with another woman, their faces close, a whisper of intimacy that was confidential. Your breathing hitched, betrayal setting in. Ghost looked up, his eyes wide with guilt and a flicker of something else—perhaps regret, perhaps fear.

You stepped forward, your voice trembling with a mixture of anger and sorrow.

"The worst part was that I saw it coming," you said, your voice barely more than a whisper but carrying the weight of your pain. "I knew you’d hurt me, hurt us, but I still kept you around."

Ghost stood up, his hand dropping from the woman's arm.

"It's not what it looks like," he started, but you cut him off with a sharp, bitter laugh.

You thought I wouldn't know," you snapped, your eyes glistening with unshed tears. "I trusted you, even when every instinct told me not to. I wanted to believe you were different, that we were different."