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Iris POV The next day I woke up. It was as if I was bearing a big boulder over my shoulders. The way he looked at me made me feel alive, but at the same time, I was terrified, of him, of his friends, or everyone for that matter. I was so ashamed of the panic attack that took over me, and after that, I realized that I was damaged. I needed to face my fears and face him. There was no other way to overcome this paralyzing fear. I shouldn´t be this guarded or this afraid of them. If I wanted to overcome this s**t, I must rip it off like a bandaid. I need to find an outlet to let all these bottled feelings out and start processing them. Yesterday´s panic attack just made that very clear. With new determination, I woke up, dragged myself out of bed, and got ready. I was determined to m