"Oh, Jason," I sobbed, the dam finally breaking. I threw my good arm around his neck, desperate to anchor myself to this new promise. In my haste to reach him, I jumped toward him, and the sudden, jerky movement jarred my shattered wrist.
A sharp, white-hot needle of agony shot through the cast, a blinding flash of pain that made the room spin. I let out a choked, gutteral cry, collapsing back against the pillows as my vision went grey at the edges.
"Careful, careful!" Jason said, his hands immediately steady and hovering over me. He didn't look annoyed by the interruption; he looked genuinely, frantically worried. He tucked the duvet around me, his touch as light as a feather. "You have to take it easy today, Sarah. The surgery was major. Those pins need time to set. I want you to stay
