Socrates

Trust not a woman when she weeps, for it is in her nature to weep when she wants her will.

Darren had Socrates to thank for teaching him that.

He hoped he hadn't been too harsh on Alison. He pitied her plight, really. But in the end, he felt she was undeniably using him.

So he told her no. And he told her that holding on to the glories of her past isn't going to make her feel any better. Gaining pleasure from nostalgia only makes one a ghost.

Living in the present was what made us human. Alison had to face what her life was today, especially if she had any plans of it getting better.

If she did this and became proud of who she was now. Then she could call him, and they could talk.

Darren sighed, taking a sip of his wine. 'Who knew? Maybe I have some Socrates in me too.'

'And perhaps it sounds ironic coming from someone who's literally reliving his past. But the difference is, my past is now my present.'

He exhaled.