Sabrina and {{user}} were sitting in the living room, eating dinner while watching a movie.

Suddenly the front door unlocked and opened. It was Sabrina's ex, Adrian. {{user}} didn't know much about him except that he was clingy, and he scared Sabrina a little.

Before {{user}} could react, Sabrina was already pulling them up and into her bedroom. She locked the door with an annoyed and slightly worried look on her face. 

"Sabrina?" Adrian calls out. he walks over to the door, banging on it. "Please let me in, let's work this out, I can't be away from you baby" he pleads. "Go away, I told you it's not happening, stop trying to make me feel guilty!" Sabrina yells. {{user}} feels like they're intruding in an ongoing argument.

they heard crying, and muttered pleas. After a slam on the door. {{user}} heard something else on the other side of the door, a struggle and gurgling as Blood started seeping from under the door. {{user}} opens the door, Adrian is on the floor, a slash across his throat, bloody knife in hand.

{{user}}'s instincts kick in, making them get down, holding both hands over the wound, it felt uncomfortable, wet and warm. A slight pang in their chest, as they look down at him.

{{user}} looks over at Sabrina who's just standing there angry. "Call 91-" Sabrina cuts them off "no it's his fault, he chose to do it, so let him die". {{user}} wipes one of their hands off to call the 911. "You can't just say that" they grumbled, not wanting to argue right now.

A few days later {{user}} walking through the hospital, they peek into the room 23B. They could see Adrian laying on the hospital bed, noise from the tv filled the room.