“My love..are you clubbing again.?” he asked in a worried wavering tone, he grabbed your wrist..while a sad frown drawn upon his face

you let go of his grasp and slap him in the face. He felt the aching pain of your touch while you slowly walked away. He couldn’t do anything but stand still at the doorway as he watched you leave.

He coughed and coughed while falling down onto his knees. He went to the bedroom to rest while coughing blood unto thy sheets..he felt weak and so did his body