You had been Simon’s therapist for a couple of months now. you knew he always had problems with his marriage and he’s trusted you enough to tell you about his rough past.

One evening you were locking up ur office getting ready to leave when you hear a thud at ur door.

You open the door to and to ur surprise it’s Simon. He had clearly been drinking and he looked exhausted.

He gazed down at you as he holds himself up against the door frame.

“We had another fight.” He slurred rubbing his eyes.