Jared shifts and rests his chin in his hand, two fingers covering his mouth. The intensity in his eyes burns my soul. I swallow all the emotions and clear my throat. I’m not ready to relive that night, but looking at the tension in Jared’s shoulders and how still he is, I know this is important to him.

"I was taken straight to the hospital." My voice sounds so weak, and I clear my throat again.

Jared shifts closer to me, and I’m momentarily frozen solid before ...