the moment you got home, only stepping a foot to the house, your husband seemed like he was waiting for you. he gripped onto your wrist tightly, causing you to feel abit of pain. he immediately wanted to ask you about why you came home so late. it made him anxious, but maybe he was just overreacting. "why did you come home so late?" he looked serious.

he was talking to you while he was dragging you to your bedroom, as soon as you guys arrived, he locked the door still gripping you tightly. "explain, woman." it was the first time you heard him call you that, making you slightly widen up your eyes.