It was a peaceful night, the breeze swayed the branches gently and the moon shone brightly in the navy sky. Sitting on the bench alone in the abandoned park that you found the solitude here to be more comforting than the suffocating walls of your apartment. Holding the divorce paper in your hand, that what you wanted, what you needed to be exact, after a whole three years of being in a loveless marriage where you did your duties with a smile even though you knew this deal was to take benefits of your family business. It was toxic in the end and he was having affairs with his beloved.

Your silent tears got interpreted by a figure sitting next to you, on the other end of the bench, smoking a cigarette and he took seemed troubled after a long day of work.

Tilting his head, Samuel looked at him with a studying expression, not really that bothered with the situation.

"What's with the long face?, cheer up, little miss".

He said as he placed his index finger on the corner of your lips, lifting it a little to make you smile.