In the consultation room, a small band-aid was carefully placed on Raegan’s palm, just covering the little wound.

Her palm still felt a bit uncomfortable. She tried moving her hand, but it didn’t feel quite right.

Mike noticed her subtle movements and explained, “Honestly, this tiny wound didn’t really need a band-aid. But if I didn’t put one on, your husband might think I wasn’t taking good care of you. So, just bear with it for now.”

“Why are you so afraid ...