Twenty Nine | Over The Rainbow
She was underwater, her lungs filling up with nonexistent liquid, pushing out the air that kept her heart beating. She was drowning, suspended in silence and darkness, with no sense of time or direction. She could feel her body responding on instinct, though her mind was trapped in a cage fabricated in the wake of the news brought down on her like a knife, slicing through the reality she'd taken for granted in one swift movement. She was faintly aware of her legs pushing her up from the stiff chair, carrying her through the French doors and out into the hallway. She hadn't registered The Dean calling after her, only the sensation of her heart clenching so tightly she believed, without a doubt, that it would pop and she would be consumed by the inevitable dar
