“Calm down, Layla, you’ll have a panic attack. You haven’t filled your prescription in a while.” I feel exposed. Like the floodlights have been turned on and pointed directly at me, nothing is private or sacred. Nothing is off bounds to him. “Baby, I won’t hurt her as long as you play nice. You should know by now that I don’t take disobedience lightly. You’re mine, Layla. Mine. I will rip apart anyone or anything that comes between us. I don’t care if it hurts, I’ll hold you while you work through it. We’ll do it together.”
