TESSA
My worst nightmare is here. Zane’s arms around me should have felt like a fortress, like the one place nothing could get in, I should have felt better. Instead, my chest ached as if something sharp was pressing into my ribs. My worst nightmare wasn’t just knocking on the door… it had kicked it down and made itself uncomfortable.
My chest felt too small for the heart that was pounding inside it, every beat loud enough to make my head hurt. My fingers clutched around Zane’s shirt, but because I found comfort in it but because if I didn’t hold on to something, I wasn’t sure that I would still be there.
My phone was still warm in my hands, the board’s call replaying in my head like an echo that I couldn’t escape. The photo they had sent was burned into my vision… clear and unmistaka
