DEAR HUSBAND

"What are you doing?" I asked Mr Greystone, afraid that he would do something rash.

"Something I should be doing in my office right now. Y'know, the thing called running a company?" He asked with sarcasm dripping from every word he spoke.

"If you are angry with me then say it." I retorted before looking out the window. Tall buildings passed by in a blue as we made our way back to his mansion. The sun was high up like it was already past noon. I wasn't sure how much time had passed since I had been kidnapped.

"When I tell you to remain in the mansion, I say it for your own good. The rules are for your safety." He explained without glancing at me even for a second. He kept his gaze on his tablet like it were the most interesting thing in the car.

"You really don't know how to communicate properly. If you had told me this maybe at breakfast, I would have listened." I countered.