RAFAEL POV
I inhaled, exhaled. The wafting smell of brewing coffee penetrated through my nose. I'm in a daze-I can barely tell what's going on. What had happened? And why did this coffee smell so f*****g nice?
My tummy grumbled, and I let out a grumpy sound.
What had happened? Flashes by flashes... The smell of tequila refreshed my memory as I recalled every incident-last night's attack, the tequila induction, and then another panic attack.
The memories were fresh. This was the first time I was getting a panic attack twice in such a short span. The major trigger had always been darkness. But this morning was awkward-there was light, and still, it occurred.
How did I get out of it? How...? I stilled at the realization.
She was here.
My eyes propped open, still sleep-filled. Ace howl
