The knife fell from my fingers as my eyes widened in shock. For a moment, I couldn't process what had just happened. My gaze dropped slowly to the blood.
“I…” my voice trembled uncontrollably. “I didn't…”
My voice trembled so badly it barely sounded like my own.
“Im sorry,” I said quickly, my hands shaking as I pressed down on the wound. “Im so sorry…i didn't mean to hurt you…”
My fingers trembled against his shirt, trying to stop the bleeding, even though I didn't know how. The panic in my voice was real, and I was scared that I had hurt someone.
“Sarah—” Jason started, but I wasn't listening.
My breathing grew ragged, my hands pressed tightly against the wound as if letting it go would make it worse, and tears streamed down my face again, falling freely as I shook my head over a
