Simon looked at April as she raged at him before storming out in tears.  He wondered if he had misjudged April's feelings for him and they were in fact sincere.  Now Simon felt like a bit of an ass for his words and he wondered if he could get a chance to explain himself and apologize to her.  Simon got up from the table and walked towards the door, stopped by two things...the sight of his key which April left there before storming out and the sound of a car roaring off into the distance.<br/><br/>She had left him and Simon wasn't sure how he was going to ever be able to talk to her.  Or if he should talk to her after tonight...  Simon walked back to the kitchen and began to slowly clean up.  He was going to need to think this through long and hard before he did something next.  Every so often, he looked out the open window in the night an ache in his heart from missing April.  Now was it because she had wormed her way into his heart or because he was projecting his own physical lust for her on her...