“Where do you think you're going, woman!” I slammed. Writhing with rage as I tightened my grip on her hand.

Tears welled up in her eyes. “I was just going out for some fresh air.” She stammered.

I dragged her back inside the room, slamming the door shut with my feet.

“Don't tell me you want to go see that bastard!” I thundered, throwing her on the bed.

“No,” she begged. “I couldn't sleep, that was why I decided to go out. I'm sorry, Alex.” She rubbed her palms apologetically, looking sober like a lost kitten.

My heart softened. “I will put you to sleep, okay.” I said and she...