I felt the room spin around me. All of this information was coming at me from all sides. I couldn’t process it like I needed to. Not only was Austin a multi-billionaire, he was also the president of a motorcycle club that has been tormenting my whole damn hospital for the last six months! What the actual f**k!?
I feel my vision start to blur and my chest gets tight. “Sam… Sam!” I snap my eyes up just in time to see Austin’s face covered in concern. “Baby girl, you need to breathe.”
I swallow hard and close my eyes. I pull my knees to my chest and press my forehead into them as I focus on slowing down my heart rate and controlling my breathing. I’m having a f*****g panic attack. When my body starts to regulate itself, I pant but I ask my next question. “Austin… How in the actual hell am
