Mason POV

The air in the room feels heavy , like it’s choking me. Ghost’s words still burn in my ears, his voice raw with anger, accusing me of setting Snake up to die. My fists clench at my sides, my knuckles aching, the sting from punching the wall earlier still fresh. Hera’s glare as she stormed out cuts deeper than Ghost’s accusations. She’s right to be pissed. This mess,Snake’s betrayal, Linda’s death, Lily almost getting taken,it’s tearing us apart. And now Ghost ...