oh my love.. I feel so sorry for you. They will be the people supplying him. What friends turn up at the door to chat for a few minutes? None of this is right.
I ignored my instincts for months. Until one night, he went home saying he was tired. Yet he didn’t look tired.. and that night, I called him and heard in his voice.. something not right. He dashed home from his crack den in the time it took me to get to his flat.. and I knew then.. after months of things not quite being right.. it was drugs. He admitted it. If I could turn back time, I would have walked away that night (nearly two years ago) and never looked back.