Zachary carried me to the car and sped toward the hospital, his urgency palpable.

I touched the blood on my neck and said to him, “I’m fine. It’s not that deep!”

He stayed silent, his face tensed as he pressed the gas pedal to the floor.

At the hospital, the doctor quickly treated and bandaged the wound. “The injury didn’t hit any arteries. As long as you keep it dry for a week, it’ll heal in no time.”

“Doctor, are you ...