Anxiety. Worry. Frustration. Fear.
That is what fills me in the moment Zach walks out of the room, looking all determined to finish this whole issue, with Annalee on his side, ready to defend me… for another time. My heart is beating so fast in fear as if once it beats normally, it will feel like I am about to lose my life instead. My breathing cannot be as normal as it should be with heavy breaths escaping my lips with no rest at all because the heaviness of my chest doesn’t seem to know how to get away.
If I will be purely honest about the whole situation, the sudden press conference and two people speaking up on my behalf, I don’t agree with it at all. Even after giving my promise to Zach that I will trust him and saying that I agree already, it doesn’t change the fact that I see the
