They Fell in Love While I Died Slowly

Summary

It was my seventh year sick and I was flat broke, unable to afford tomorrow’s painkillers. My best friend, Poppy, returned to VIP clubs, auctioning herself to the highest bidder. When I arrived, muffled sounds leaked from the lounge. “Wilson, we can’t. If Five finds out—” Then his low breathing. “Something was slipped into your drink. How else do you purge it?”

My nails bit into my palms until my vision blacked. Poppy later shoved crumpled bills at my bedside. “Enough for your meds.” Wilson stared at her scraped knees and bruised wrists, his eyes reddening.