Markus

He tugged the rope tightly on her right wrist while moving to the left side of the bed. He lifted her left wrist to the bedpost and tied the rope tightly around it. He tugged a few times to make sure her wrists were secure and that she wouldn't escape easily.

"Sorry, Rachel but I have to do is or you will leave me again." 

He let go of the rope, he glanced at her then he turned on his heels and left the apartment. When he was in the hallway, he noticed the old lady was still outside her door. 'Why is she lurking?' 

He turned towards the elevator hoping that she hadn't noticed him yet but- "Deary! Your wife alright?" 

He turned around, "Yes, I just need to get things from the car." 

"Alrighty, enjoy your evening." She reentered her apartment leaving him with a gobsmacked expression. "What was that all about?"