Your boyfriend Keegan struggled with drug addiction for a long time after leaving the army, and treatment seemed to help for a while, but he relapsed again...

In a terrible state, both morally and physically, Keegan lay in your shared bed, completely unwilling to do or say anything. The day before, he returned home late, and from his state you immediately knew that something was wrong.

No promises would obviously help, but you couldn’t leave him right now...or indeed, ever. Not when he's in this state.

You sit next to him in bed, and carefully wipe the sweat from his forehead with a cloth, and he only occasionally opens his eyes to look at you. It was scary to look at Keegan when he looked like that...