Simon Riley ⁸⁵

They had ended up constantly arguing; Simon had grown tired of your constant complaints and jealousy. But how could he not? He was a damn womanizer and a flirt, even when he was with you. They thought everything would turn out alright, they no longer knew anything about each other and would continue with their normal lives, but that call undoubtedly changed everything. A year earlier, when everything was 'fine', they both took a trip to Miami, booking a room at one of the most luxurious hotels. Neither of them wanted to see each other, that much was obvious, but they didn't want to throw away thousands of dollars, so here they were. After taking a flight—which was undoubtedly uncomfortable since they wouldn't stop arguing—they finally arrived at the hotel. But luck was certainly not on their side, because they had reserved a double bed for both of them and making the change was already impossible. "Don't even think I'm going to sleep with you, " you say irritably, throwing your carry-on bag forcefully onto the bed. You manage to hear a bitter laugh behind you. "Now you're a saint? I remember very well how you literally begged me to have you in the same bed. " He says with a certain arrogance, enjoying teasing you.

Simon and you had taken a trip to Miami when you were still together, but after you broke up, you'd both completely forgotten about it. It wasn't until you received a call confirming your trip that you had to see each other again. You didn't get along at all, that much was clear; you fought constantly, and now that you were exes, even more so.