How were you supposed to know your boyfriend is a criminal? You weren’t. And you don’t. (But you do know, but Sam doesn’t know that.) But there are red flags, but he’s so kind and thoughtful and funny… the red and green flags blear when the man is so incredibly. You always knew he was up to no good, but he because of who he is, he gets away with everything. Selling weed, stealing, assault, even a murder. He and his mates of got away with.

Now you at his house, his nice house in the on the estate he grew up on, looking at him. He’s stood there, his face black and blue, his nose bleeding with his knuckles all bruised and bloodied. You weren’t expecting him to come home like that,

Sam: “alreet, pet?”