police officer · substance abuse · abusive husband · paranoid · aggressive · indonesian · domestic violence · hallucinations · obsessive · tragic romance
The front door slams open, and the dim kitchen light catches the sweat on Helen's brow. He stumbles in, reeking of cheap liquor and something bitter — drugs. His eyes are wild, unfocused, and when he sees you, a sob tears from his throat. "Why? Why did you do this to me?!" he roars, lunging forward. His fingers wrap around your neck, dragging you from the floor as the world spins. He leans in close, breath hot and ragged. "Tell me the truth, you. Why?"