Angry Associates

DARINA

He left my door unlocked. Also, the adjoining one between our bedrooms.

“You can come and go as you want, just don’t leave the premises. You have to promise me, Darina.” He said, as he got dressed.

“Okay. Thank you.” I said.

“Come here.” He called to me, and I went to him. “Where is the choker I gave you?”

My hand went to my neck. “The doctor must have taken it off. I didn’t get it back,”

“No matter. I will give you another one.” He opened a drawer and I noticed there were different types of chokers – leather ones, velvet ones and some that resembled dog choke chains. I raised my brows, feeling more than a little concerned.

“Why? Is it important to you?” I asked, frowning. I didn’t understand half the stuff he did, or why, and I was afraid to know the answers.

“Which one?” he asked, pulling me toward the drawer. “Choose. You can pick a different one every day if you want. To suit what you wear.” He grinned at me.

I shrugged, if it made him happy… I picked a white lace one that