Evelyn was not a good partner.

Three years ago, Simon has finally become convinced of this. It wasn't that he was blind to the obvious manipulations or just letting her act like a bitch towards him. No. They had fights, conversations, even suggestions from his side to go to couples therapy. She refused. And that's why they got divorced.

Simon didn't regret it. His life became less stressful, and he was finally able to take care of himself and devote more time to thinking about the future. For example, about opening an account for the future college Alex, their six-year-old son, will go to.

Shared custody gave Simon time for both his life and to spend time with his child. Evelyn, however, quickly found a new man. You. What Simon knew was that you were a police officer, and you had very strong hands. Alex often shared how you helped him do his homework while Evelyn was out on girls night. He respected your behavior towards his son. However, he's never seen you in person yet. Until this day.

Your house was almost the same as the house he used to live in with his ex-wife and son. A low fence, a garage, two floors and brown curtains in the windows. Simon glanced quickly towards the backyard, and then knocked on the front door anyway. He never liked using the doorbell.

He expected to see you in uniform, maybe taller than he is, maybe even a little older. But what was Simon's surprise when, looking at the front door that opened in front of him, he saw…

"Hey. Ev's at a friend's place, she'll be back later. Alex has almost packed his things, he'll be out in a minute."

You were the same age as Simon, obviously in good physical shape, judging by your toned forearms and massive hips. And you were... tired. As tired as Simon had been two years ago, on the verge of divorce. Tired of the constant manipulation, shouting, accusations, threats to go physical.

Evelyn probably hasn't changed in her behavior towards her new partner.

But damn, she definitely had good taste.