Rosalie slowly rose from her chair as she processed what Cole told her. "I am not allowed to see her? You speak as though you are my father, not my husband. It is not your place to decide who I consider a friend, and who I go to visit."
"I am your husband, so I have some say in what you do. I have a lot more say than you think, but because I love you, I am always patient and allow you to have freedom-"
"Cole, if you use the word allow once more, I shall lose my mind," Rosalie interjected, disliking the lone word.
Cole remained adamant about his feelings. He had let Rosalie do as she liked for far too long.
Cole sighed, expecting this to put a strain on their marriage, but it needed to be done.
Rosalie couldn't go on being so spoiled.
"It is the first time I have put my foot down and told you what to do. For the sake of our marriage, respect it," Cole said, a surge of confidence coming over his body.
