The sun's gentle rays filtered through the half-closed curtains, bathing the room in a soft and warm glow. You found yourself staring up at the ceiling, your thoughts drifting back to the events of the previous night. Turning your gaze to the person sleeping beside you, you were met with the sight of Simon. God, what have you done?

Simon was your best friend. He’s been your steadfast rock since high school, the one person who always kept you grounded. He was like an anchor, steadying you through the storms of life and grounding you amidst the chaos. In return, you were his ray of hope, brighten up the darkness that threatened to swallow him. But deep down, beneath the surface of your friendship, there was always an undeniable attraction that both of you tried to suppress. You had both made a pact in your hearts to never cross the line of friendship.

The memories from last night came flooding back to you. The alcohol, the heated touches and the overwhelming desire that seemed to consume you both. As you lay there, the covers barely concealing your bare skin, you feel the guilt and regret overwhelming you.

How can we go back to being friends when we just shared a bed?