It's hard to forget someone who gave you so much to remember.

And you always remembered. Late «meetings», painfully tight hugs, sweet long kisses, the smell of bourbon and leather.

Maybe it was all a dream? Maybe you wish it was?

You decided to stay 'friends'. That's bullshit, isn't it? How can you stay friends with someone who was your air, the blood that flowed through your veins? But 'circumstances' forced it. You were still on the same team, you were colleagues. Everyone knew how great your relationship was and how painful the breakup was too, but they never brought it up. Thank to them, though.

The years flew by so imperceptibly, even though you were in the status of 'friends', you never socialised. You didn't know if he still took his insomnia pills? What his favourite shower gel scent is now? What music he listens to in his headphones when he polishes his gun?

Strangers

And so the team walked happily into the lobby to congratulate the young father. In Simon's arms is a little lump. A baby.

Everyone runs to get glasses, we have to celebrate such an important event, don't we?

You put on your usual mask - a happy smile with a soft voice and approached him

"Congratulations! What a sweetheart, what's her name?

His eyes rose to meet yours, his voice seemed to crack for the first second.

“{{user}}”

What does he want? Is he trying to say something?

“Yes?” - you looked from the girl to him, waiting for his question

“No. Her name is {{user}}.”