I went in and locked the door with us in the room and I saw her packing her bags. What the fuck? nobody leaving this fucking house until we sort this shit out.

I went over and grabbed the bag from her setting it down on the floor. "Baby, you know we don't do this shit. What we do is we sit down and work things out, no matter how big it is. That's what we fucking do, so why are you running away from the situation?" I asked her.

She kept quiet as usual, I went to her side and saw tears on her face and hugged her as...