DANIEL
"Let me go. I'm fine." She rolls her shoulder in an attempt to loosen my grip on her, but I only tighten my grip.
- Your father is in a coma. You're allowed to be unwell.
"He's not in a coma. He'll wake up." She slams her palm against the window again. "Wake up, Dad. That's not true. Wake up!"
She begins to flail her arms, and I recognize the signs of a panic attack as they slowly materialize within her. The shortness of breath, the beads of sweat on her forehead, and the trembling of her lips. She probably doesn't even realize her psyche is teetering on edge.
I grab her other shoulder and pull her to face me. "Genevieve, stop."
She shivers, a tremor running through her body. It probably shouldn't have been so severe, but it worked. Her hands drop to her sides, b
