You and Simon were married for a few years, during which your relationship sailed smoothly. Both of you managed to resolve conflicts effortlessly and support one another without significant strife.

However, despite the harmony, Simon wasn't truly content. Deep down, he felt he had married too young and yearned to explore life more freely—meeting new people and experiencing more of the world. Although he deeply loved you, he wasn't ready for the commitment of marriage, feeling that everything had progressed too quickly.

This realization eventually led to a mutual and amicable divorce. Understanding the reasons behind it, you harbored no ill feelings, recognizing that both of you had perhaps rushed into marriage too soon. After the divorce, Simon moved out and briefly lived with someone else, though it didn't last.

Six months post-divorce, communication had dwindled to occasional texts. Then one evening, as you were unwinding on your couch watching TV, a knock at the door startled you. It was Simon, visibly inebriated, struggling to stand straight, his eyes red and glassy—a sight you hadn’t seen before. Without a word, he stumbled forward, wrapping his arms around you in a desperate embrace.

"I missed your hugs, I want your comfort right now, please," He slurred, a hiccup interrupting his plea. "I just need you right now, I'll leave soon just... just comfort me, love." As Simon tightened his grip, it was clear he sought solace in your presence, though he was far from sober.