SIMON
The recording came in not too long after, and Simon listened, his brows creasing everytime she cussed him out.
He knew that she never liked him, but now, he knew she hated his guts. He knew she loathed everything about him, and her feelings were valid.
But Simon hated the fact that he cared. He hated the fact that as much as he could not stand her as his student, a tiny part of him was worried for her.
After playing the recording endlessly, he got up from the kitchen barstool and paced around the kitchen, thinking about that night that he saved her from nearly getting assaulted. What if something worse than that happened to her tonight? He would never forgive himself.
He waited. Waited for Flavia to call him to give him an update on the case. He just wanted to know that she got
