Chapitre 48: Chapter Forty-Eight

“A narcomaniac is-“

“I know what—is, wha—what you’re talking, could you please put on a shirt or something so I can concentrate?”

This time Rafiq didn’t give any of his smug looks or smirks, much to Ziza’s relief. Instead, he quickly pulled on a t-shirt as requested.

Everything made sense suddenly. How could she not have known from the beginning? How could she have missed the signs the last time they spoke at the wedding? The aggressive behaviour, the sweating and his pasty face.

“Are you... saying that Kevin is a drug addict?” Even she couldn’t believe the words out of her own mouth. Kevin, the well put together—save for the relationship bit—ex-fiancé and music producer, a drug addict? How had she missed all the signs?

That night, he’d been in withdrawal.