Obsession - III

Everything was fine in their little 'love nest' until the sun went down— that was when Mitch got restless. Every night, just as Amy was getting cozy, Mitch would pace the floor with his long feline strides, getting ready to go out.

"Why do you want to go out—we've got everything we need here?" Amy pleaded.

"I have other needs."

Amy tried to control her jealousy—she thought, aren't I enough?

"Where do you go to?"

"Don't ask," said Mitch.

This only made Amy more curious. She pretended that it didn't matter, but it did. Amy wanted to own him, and she wanted to know where he was every minute of the day and night. Day by day, she was getting more and more possessive of him. This made her irritable with him, but really, she was annoyed with herself.