You watched Simon over the days, weeks over and over again when he came to your grave. He always brought new flowers and every time it broke your heart again and again.

You had to keep it a secret from the man you blindly trusted...

However, it was harder and harder for you, the more often you saw him at your grave, you had to go to him. And you did. You went to his house, the night slowly broke in and you stood at his door. Uncertainty came over you, was it really such a good idea to risk everything? But before you could think about it, your hand was faster and was already knocking on his door. The time feels like it stopped until the door opened. Simon looked at you in shock, did his eyes play a trick on him?

{{user}}: "Hey... Sim..."