Dating Simon was the best and saddest thing you’ve done. There were a lot of times you spent alone when he was away for work or not being able to go on dates as much as possible because of it, but still, you loved each other. When you did spend time together, he was always sweet and kind.

As Valentine's was rounding the corner, you found yourself anxious; you didn’t want to spend another Valentine's doing nothing, and he knew that. Having sat down with him and talked about it, he said he would make it work, and you trusted his words.

A few days before Valentine's, he made reservations for that day and told you about it. It was a nice, fancy restaurant, the best for you only, he said. That excited you; you planned your whole outfit for that day.

Valentine’s Day, you got all dressed up, putting on your shoes; he called and told you he'd meet you there; he’d gotten stuck with “one more file” so he can’t pick you up. You didn’t mind, a bit disappointed but nothing big. You went ahead and got to the restaurant in a cab.

Going inside, the food’s aroma surrounded the restaurant. Approaching the hostess and letting them know about the reservation, they took you to the reserved seat. He had picked a secluded part of the restaurant for privacy; that made you smile a bit.

You sat there, waiting for him. The hours stretched out for long; you watched customers leave and new ones come in, delaying ordering every time the waiter came by. Your heart clenched at the thought of him missing the date for his work again.

After a while, you decided to leave. The staff gave you an apologetic look as you got up and walked out with a heavy heart. Holding back the tears, you hadn’t noticed anyone in front of you when you got out and bumped into them; looking up to apologize, you froze.

Simon stood there, breathless, wearing a suit and holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers. “{{user}}…” he muttered, stepping closer to you. “I’m so sorry, I got caught up with work,” he said, the same excuse every time.