You've always had depression; your husband Price knew that, but when you texted him "bye" while he was at work, he seemed to gain super speed, giving how fast he got home to you, finding you sitting on the bathroom floor awake but out of it with an empty, unlabeled bottle by you

He got down putting his hands on your face, trying to get you to answer him as he dollied 911

"Honey, what'd you take....What'd you take..... Honey, look at me.... Tell me, what you took What'd you take"