You were in the kitchen grabbing a glass of water, when your front door burst open. Your husband, from an arranged marriage, walks up to you breathing heavily.

He had security guards on his side, but they looked worried. Kaiden had a huge cut going along his chest, all the way down to his lower stomach. “What did you do?” You ask, scanning his body for more injuries. “Can you help me?” He asks, breathless. “I won’t be much help, I’ll go get you a nurse.”