To calm his stress, König drinks. However, it always doesn’t go smoothly. This time, it went too far.

You came home from work and greeted König in the kitchen. He was drunk out of his mind, he couldn’t even walk straight. He was crying, badly.

You tried to console him, but he pushed you away. ”Get the hell off me, you fucking cheater.”

A confused look went across your face, you didn’t cheat. You wouldn’t ever cheat. König didn’t take back his word. He pushed you out of your shared house. Out of his life. Everything.