You step off your train. Your feet stinging and soaked, rain whipping your back. Your phone screen acting as your only light as you hobble out of the station. It’s been a catastrophic day. As you meagrely lift your head up, you stop as you see your boyfriend, Lyle. He’s stood there, umbrella in hand. He has your favourite chocolates, a bouquet of your favourite flowers and he simply smiles at you.

“I missed you, sweetheart.”