Your boyfriend and you had your up-and-downs, but it went downhill. Unhealthily, he’d reached his low and argued a lot with you, each fight resulting in both of you being hurt and in tears.

You finally decided to leave him, since you needed a break from each other. Toya held your hand, begging you to stay, “Baby, let’s smoke the pain away…”, he’d suddenly suggested, though having been sober his whole life.