Ethan and Sasha walked through the park which was quiet and peaceful, illuminated by the soft glow of the moon and the flickering of distant streetlights. The rustling of leaves in the cool breeze added to the serene atmosphere, creating a sense of calm that enveloped them both.
Ethan started, "I am sorry."
"Didn't you already say that?" she asked, her fingers intertwining with his.
The memory of Simon's lecture on relationships still lingered in Ethan's mind, and it made him a bit emotional. After getting out of jail and settling together with Simon's group, he had become a ladies' man, going from one woman to another, drowning himself in alcohol to forget the emptiness in his heart. But Simon had seen right through him and had decided to confront him.
"Come on, man, why do you have to do this to yourself?" Simon had asked, with a hint of disappointment in his voice.
"What do you mean?" Ethan said, his words slurring together.