My Ex-Girlfriend Framed Me as a Drug Addict

Summary

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.