(Lena’s POV).
My heart pounded in my chest as I stood in the library, my breath coming in quick, uneven gasps. The weight of what had just happened pressed down on me, suffocating me.
Adrian kissed me. Or had I kissed him?
I wasn’t sure anymore. All I knew was that the moment our lips met, something ignited inside me—something powerful, something terrifying.
And then he ran. He left me standing here, my mind spinning, my body still tingling from his touch.
I gripped the edge of the wooden table beside me, trying to steady myself. The familiar tightness clawed at my throat, the telltale sign of another panic attack creeping in. My vision blurred as memories surged forward, unwanted and relentless.
I needed air. I needed to get out of here before I suffocated under the weight of it all
