Natalie slept without dreaming. When she woke up, it was already light. She got up and leaned against the headboard while trying to remember what happened last night.
To be honest, she wasn’t someone who got panic attacks often. Maybe back when she was modeling, she had experienced it a few times because of the pressure of work. However, that was so long ago that she had even forgotten.
What happened last night certainly surprised her. She didn’t have a panic attack when Dante touched her forcibly. She also didn’t get a panic attack when she was completely hurt and destroyed. Then what had triggered it?
Natalie roughly rubbed her face. Then she took a sip of the water on the nightstand. Someone suddenly knocked on her bedroom door. She quickly opened it and saw Cora standing with a tray
