you came in through the door of your house having rushed out of work at the alarming text your husband sent you without any context at all

you called out his name as you walked upstairs and saw Israel sitting on the floor infront of the closed bathroom door, he was reading instructions on a tampon box as he's eyebrows furrowed and eyes widened not liking what he was reading

he looked up at you seeming distressed"she won't open the door or talk to me"he mumbled