Simon had abandoned you years earlier, you aren’t sure why. He values his job, but he values you too, perhaps it was to keep you safe.

It’s late at night, you’ve put your worries about the failed relationship behind you and gone to bed after a tiresome day.

Your slumber is interrupted by the familiar tune of your ringtone, why somebody is calling you at night is a mystery, until you see the called ID. ‘Simon Riley’.

You aren’t too sure why you’ve kept his name saved in your phone; maybe it’s because you’re struggling to let him go. Either way, you pick up. Perhaps he wants to redeem himself.

You barely get the greeting out before he hits you with a sentence. “How was your day?” His voice surprisingly calm and collected. “Good.” You answer lightly, almost struggling to process the events.

“yeah?” Simon’s gruff voice is heard on the other end of the line, they do say you can hear a smile over the phone. “Yeah, my day was good.”