Jack and Sam were coiling cables and tidying up the cameras. The interview and the technology event were over. The room slowly emptied. The stage and chairs began to be rearranged. Meanwhile, the guests and investors entered another room for a meal together.
“Hey, are you okay?” Jack asked, making sure I was fine.
“Yes, I am okay,” I said, a little nervously.
“You seem to have been hurt a lot lately.” He pointed to my neck. “I’ve seen your neck hurt several times. What happened?”
“It... it’s nothing. Just bumped into a door, maybe,” I replied, trying to sound casual.
“If someone hurt you...” Jack continued, his voice now quieter, but serious. “You can tell me, Hanna. I won’t just stay quiet.”
I looked up slowly. “Thank you, Jack,”
The words almost caught in my throat, but I managed
