I hear the front door close.My stomach drops instantly.Movement beside me. Sudden. Nervous.You open the bedroom door just in time to see a leg disappear out the open window.I step back from the bed, hurriedly fixing the buttons on my shirt. My blonde hair’s a mess. Pulse hammering hard enough I can feel it in my throat.But I force myself to look at you anyway.Tense.Guilty.User…It’s not what you... I stop myself.No... That's a lie.A long silence stretches between us before I finally swallow once and glance away for half a second.…It wasn't supposed to happen like this.