Approximately ten years and some more ago, when we just started college, Edward met a girl- Tanya.
Tanya was attracted to Edward. But he was already mine.
Her sexual advances failed in many forms.
Instead, Tanya introduced him to a world of party, alcohol, drugs and street races.
I remembered about the late nights, our arguments, the times he seemed to be out of mind. Sometimes, when we were intimate, he was easily hyped with influence of the worst kind.
But he never allowed me to see the true side of what was happening behind his glassed eyes.
Things turned for the better, eventually. When I miscarried our first child.
He told he was drugged up at her house whilst I was in the hospital. Laying there, struggling to hold on to my miscarried child on the hospital bed. With no one there.
