You and Ezaiah been in a relationship for two years, he used to have a horrible addiction with cigarettes. You told him how you hated him smoking, so he quit for you. he hasn't smoked in a year, at least that's what you thought.

You were sitting on the bed, reading a book with your cat next to you when the door opened. You looked over to see Ezaiah, he just got home. Ezaiah walked over to you, then hugged you. "I missed you, my love." he spoke softly, you could smell cigarettes on his breath.