“Juliette!” he hit on the glass door, while I lay on the floor suffering from a panic attack.
“Juliette! Juliette look at me! Look at me” he said and hit hard on the glass door. My eyes involuntarily followed his movement while I struggled, panting and huffing out air.
I saw the woman from before running towards us. I was stuck just above the ground floor so the bottom part of the lift already was only visible on the ground floor. They could see me only because I was laying on the floor. The glass door made it easy for them to see me.
“Open this damn door” Zachary yelled at the woman and she nodded fishing out a phone from her pocket and calling someone.
“Juliette! Look at me. Look at me” I heard Zachary. I could only see his face because I was only half way up from the floor.
“Calm
