Summer’s Grief Drives Her To Drink | Coronation Street
Weatherfield is drowning in grief, confusion, and emotional chaos—and the signs are becoming impossible to ignore. What begins as a strange, almost meaningless discovery quickly spirals into something far more haunting. A lost bag turns up in a halfway house, stuffed with library cards and, chillingly, Paul’s ashes. The coincidence is too heavy to brush aside. To some, it feels like fate. To others, a message from beyond. And for Billy, the moment hits hardest of all. He doesn’t dare say it out loud, but deep down, he believes Paul—or maybe even the universe itself—is trying to speak to him.
As Billy struggles to hold himself together, life in Weatherfield stubbornly carries on. At Roy’s Rolls, Roy Crawford tries to keep things normal, chatting politely with customers about bread, milk, champagne, and even trivial gossip about who’s buying travel sweets. But beneath the routine smiles and awkward small talk, Roy is crumbling. When concern turns to alarm, it becomes clear something is seriously wrong. His blood sugar is off. His hands shake. His words blur. Roy insists he just needs his insulin, but the deeper issue isn’t physical—it’s emotional devastation.
Well-meaning advice pours in. Counseling. Healthier distractions. Museums. Libraries. Anything to escape the pain. But Roy snaps. The idea that looking at old exhibits could fix a broken heart feels insulting. He knows people are trying to help, yet grief has hollowed him out, leaving only anger and exhaustion behind. Alcohol, though dangerous, feels like the only thing dulling the ache. And Roy hates himself for that.
When Nina’s name comes up, the tension explodes. Being dragged out, being watched, being pitied—it’s all too much. Roy doesn’t want sympathy. He wants control. He wants normality. But normality is gone, and everyone can see it except him.
Then comes the pub confrontation.
Dev steps in, calm but firm, and the truth spills out. Roy has been drinking. Not one or two—but enough to scare those who care about him. Roy tries to minimize it, counting drinks, pointing to money still in the till, clinging to professionalism like a lifeline. He begs not to be sent home. Not to be fired. Work, he insists, is all he has left.
And that’s when the most heartbreaking confession slips out.
Roy believes he’s cursed.
Everyone he loves leaves. Everyone he depends on disappears. Paul. Others before him. He wonders if, somehow, he brings ruin to everyone around him. The self-blame is devastating, and for a moment, even Dev looks shaken.
But Dev doesn’t fire him.
Instead, he does something Roy doesn’t expect—he refuses to let him work. Not as punishment, but as protection. He tells Roy to grieve. Properly. Fully. As long as it takes. And to come back only when he’s ready.
Roy hates it.
To him, grief means sitting alone, staring at the ceiling, drowning in memories. Worse still, he knows the damage is already done. Sally has seen him. Word will spread. Whispers will follow. The respected Roy Crawford, drinking on the job after unimaginable loss.
As Roy storms out, broken and humiliated, one thing is clear: Weatherfield is heading toward a reckoning. The signs are everywhere. The dead aren’t done speaking. The living aren’t coping. And when grief, guilt, and secrets collide, Coronation Street is about to face one of its most painful chapters yet… 💔👀🔥