Chapter Eighteen
Leaning my head against his shoulder. “I wanted him to feel in control, so I put our apartment in his name. I pay for it, I loved him so much that I didn’t care.”
“Sarah, you deserve to be loved. To have someone that will cherish you.”
“I just wanted to make him happy.” I said, scrubbing at my eyes.
“I know that you’ll find someone out there who wants you to be happy. Who will love you as you deserve to be loved. If I were with you, you’d never feel the way that he made you feel.” He chuckled, “I may collar you, so the rest of the world knows who you belong to. But you would be cherished. Free to flourish.”
My heart beat faster at his words, that someone like him would want me. Want the world to know that I was his. “I don’t know if I could handle a collar.”
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