After an hour, Simon walks up the stairs, opening your shared bedroom door slowly as you cleaned out your closet

Though, you don't notice him while putting your wedding dress in the trash with other clothing

He walks up beside you, putting his arms around you

“What are you doing?” he asks in a low voice

“Cleaning out junk” you answer

“That wedding dress isn’t junk… we had our wedding in that dress..how could you ever throw that out?” he asks, his voice becoming stern now.