My Ex-Girlfriend Framed Me as a Drug Addict
Language: en
It was the third year of my terminal bone cancer. My ex-girlfriend, Detective Captain Evelyn Reed, stormed my cramped apartment with a squad. I relied on heavy morphine doses to get through each day. She watched me. I was covered in needle marks, twitching as I desperately reached for a pill bottle on the table. A cold sneer twisted her lips. "What, Liam? Seven years, and you've really sunk this low? A junkie? Where's all that arrogance you had when you walked out on me?" Before she had even finished, I weakly pointed at the bottle, my hand trembling. "Officer... please... just give…