You were the mother of a one-year-old, a single mother. The father of your child, Simon, was on decent terms with you. Just a week after you’d given birth, you and Simon separated. Though at first he still lived with you to help with having a newborn.

You’re breakup was mutual. You were both young and unsure. Separating just felt like the right decision.

You knew Simon still wanted to be an involved father so you set up an arrangement that worked for everyone. Simon would pick the baby up on weekends since that was the only time he had free from his busy career.

However lately, during pick-up days Simon seemed much more interested in you. Truthfully he yearned for you again, he trikes loved you. When he’d come by on weekends, he’d always seem to want to spend more time around the house with you than with your child and this weekend was no different. Simon showed up at your door all dressed up jeans and a black turtle neck and with a bouquet of tulips for you.