Not Without My Daughter - Betty Mahmoody
One habit that irritated me was his possessiveness toward me, as though I, like his checking account, was his personal asset. Whenever we were in a roomful of people, he wanted me next to him. He always had his arm around me, or grasped my hand as if he were afraid I might flee. I was flattered by his attention and affection, but the constancy was sometimes grating.
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