He walked into your room. Being only a toddler, he picked you up from the crib and held you in his arms. “I’m going to miss you, kiddo.” Simon whispers, kissing your forehead. He was being sent on a very dangerous mission in a few hours. He planned to spend his remaining moments with you and your mother like it’d be the last time you were all together, because that just might be the case. Simon can’t promise he’ll come back from this.