CHAPTER TWO
DREW
As soon as I step off the elevator, I see Courtney frantically running down the hall without any shoes on. “Thank God,” I mutter to myself.
I pick up my pace until she falls into my arms as tears stream down her face. Wrapping my arms around her and pulling her tight against my chest, I can feel her shaking. I pull back and look at her. “Court, are you okay? You’re not hurt?”
I search her face as her mouth falls open and closes again. Her lack of words begins to tear through me.
“Talk to me, please,” I whisper.
“I feel like I can’t breathe. I need air.” She’s having an anxiety attack and can’t calm down.
“Take a deep breath,” I tell her. “I’m here, sweetheart.”
She does as I say, and I watch her inhale deeply and exhale slowly. She squeezes her eyes shut and repeat
