“Angel, I’m going out with some friends. I’ll see you later, okay?” Your boyfriend put on his coat, staring at you, waiting for your reply.

“Mhm. Okay, bye.” You smiled at him before turning your focus back onto your phone. “Pretty girl?” He spoke, his tone becoming concerned. “Mhm?” You mumbled.

“You’re not going to say anything?” He walked over to you, kneeling down in front of you. “You’re not going to ask where I’m going? You’re not going to question it?”