The air felt thin, world closing in around Zephyr, choking like he’d been trapped in a coffin and buried many feet deep in the ground. Sylvia had been right. That night when she’d followed him out of her home, when she’d told him that he was being selfish. She was right.
Zephyr squeezed the sleeve of the white shirt he wore, exactly the spot around his chest. His heart ached, breathless.
“What’s wrong?” Aiden said in a calm voice.
“Nothing,” He answered. Quickly, he pulled his hand down, blinked back his tears. “I am sorry for earlier. I shouldn’t have scolded you.”
“It’s fine. No offense taken.” Aiden exhaled a soft breath and stood on his feet. “We’d have to repeat the test, but this time we will do it differently.”
Zephyr furrowed his eyebrows. He observed Aiden’s face for a few s
