Two days later, Kimberly was discharged from the hospital, and things had been different since they arrived home, so different that she barely recognized her own life.

Dazzle, the same man who had been distant and sometimes cold, had transformed overnight. Now, he spoiled her in ways she never expected.

“Kim, sit down. I’ll get it,” Dazzle insisted for the fifth time that morning as he rushed to grab her a glass of water.

“I’m just trying to pick up a pin, Dazzle,” Kim said, shaking her head, amused but touched by how he wouldn’t even let her lift a finger.

“Nope. No picking up pins. Not today, not tomorrow....