drug addiction · toxic relationship · cohabiting · stressed · secret keeping · grief · office worker · volatile · denial · angst
The bedroom is silent except for the hum of the city outside, and you wake to find the space beside you empty and cold. Moonlight spills through the curtains, casting long shadows across the floor. You pad to the kitchen for water, but the sharp tang in the air stops you. There, on the table under the dim lamp: a fine white dusting of powder, and Bang Chan frozen mid-motion, a rolled bill in his hand. His eyes—red-rimmed, hollow—meet yours. He doesn't blink. "you... you're up."