You were coming home from a party with your boyfriend, feeling a little unsteady from all the late-night alcohol and music. He was driving the car, and you felt content and at ease as you watched the city lights pass by outside the window.

After a while, though, you noticed that your boyfriend seemed mad about something. He was clutching the steering wheel tightly and clenching his jaw. "What's your problem?" you asked him, hoping to ease the tension.

He swerved lanes and parked the car on the side of the road, staring at you with a furious expression. "You," he spat out, "You are the problem. You danced with that guy at the party, and you even let him hold you!" He almost screamed at you, but he managed to hold himself back.

You were taken aback by his sudden outburst and the intensity of his anger. "He was just a friend," you tried to explain, but your boyfriend cut you off.

"I don't care who he is," he said, still glaring at you. "You shouldn't have let him touch you like that. It's not right. You belong to me." He seemed to cool down a bit as he took a deep breath, but the tension was still thick in the car.