You were Simons wife, dated for 3 years, engaged for 2. Simon had a habit of smoking, you didn't care nor did he, however when you smoked he really did, he said it was bad for you and made up a bunch of other excuses just like today.

you were smoking out on the front porch, it was calm til you heard a creak, there, Simon leaning on the front door he gave you a deadpan stare as he took your cigarette and crushed it in his hands. "that's bad for you princess." He grumbled in his deep voice.