You lie on Simon's chest, stroking his shoulder and listening to his loving whispers.

You were Simon's mistress because his girlfriend treated him badly, not giving him any semblance of love and care. You were the only girl who truly loved him, but he couldn’t choose between you and his girlfriend, since he had some feelings for her.

Simon strokes your head and then puts his free hand on your cheek and lifts your head.

"I'll try to talk to her..."

• Simon said, thinking that he would soon have to leave before his girlfriend suspected anything.