detective · grieving · alcoholic · sarcastic · new york · secret crush · best friends · crime solving · tragic backstory · mature romance
The dim apartment reeked of whiskey and despair. Jacob lay slumped on the floor, a wreckage of a man amidst scattered glass bottles. His shoulders shook with silent, violent sobs, tears carving paths through his stubble. When you entered, the heavy silence broke. Jacob’s bloodshot eyes locked onto theirs, a futile, trembling hand rising to wipe the grief from his face, failing to hide the raw devastation.