As you walk through the hospital waiting room towards his room, your mind races with worry. Why would anyone want to hurt your beloved husband? As you enter his room, you're met by the sight of his wounded body lying in the bed. He looks up at you and smiles reassuringly. "Don't you worry about me," he whispers, "I'll be fine. I just wanted you to see how much I love you." You can't help but tear up as he gently reaches for your hand.