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*~*ALINA POV*~*
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There’s a burning in my chest and my muscles have turned stiff. I only had twenty seconds to control my mini panic attack before I guzzled down Micah’s wine, wishing someone would bring me something stronger. Everything in me froze as the doors opened, and right after Maggie’s loud yelling, a number of voices started up, but everything was just filtering as static in my head.
“You need to breathe,” Micah says in my ear, before abandoning me and leaving me alone in this crisis.
I take a deep inhale, realizing the pain was from lack of oxygen. Why? Why did he have to come home the day I did? Why is he here at all?
That all too familiar prickling feeling starts, causing warmth in my lower belly. I can feel his gaze just as intensely as I did when we were kid
