Simon stared at April incredulously, "Perhaps I haven't been keeping up to date with the definition of what a marriage is, but shouldn't a marriage be a union between equals?  How is what you and Chris have is equal?  By what you've told me and what Chris has shown me it is far from equal.  He neglects you for work and sports, he's a compulsive drinker, and I willing to bet that he doesn't go out of his way to fulfill all your needs."  Simon rubbed her bare shoulders with his hands.<br/><br/>"This sounds more like you two are friendly strangers who live in the same house.  Trust me, if he loved you and knew you as well as he should, he would have noticed that something was up yesterday.  But he didn't."  Simon pulled her into a hug his hands rubbing and patting her back comfortingly, "I do care for you, April.  I'll bet you've never felt happier or freer in your life than when you were with me."<br/><br/>Simon looked at April, "I want whatever will make you happiest.  So I won't make you stay if you aren't comfortable.  Just one thing."  Simon reached into his pocket and pulled out a key and placed it in April's hands.  "If you ever need somewhere to go or Chris just isn't making you feel happy, know that my apartment's always open to you."  Simon jotted down his address on the hotel stationary and placed it on top of the key.  He then embraced April again, "Cry if you want to, no one needs to know except the both of us."