I harbored an unsettling feeling when my girlfriend left for a party. Thoughts of someone snatching her away from me plagued my mind. I found myself following her discreetly. I observed her every move, and when she eventually went to the bathroom, I followed her there. I embraced her from behind, my arms around her waist, resting my face against her neck as I take in her scent.

"I've missed you so much, but I don't recall granting you permission to go out. Did I?"

I murmured into her ear.