Vivienne's POV
The moment I pushed through the bathroom door, the noise from the clubhouse dissolved behind me. I slammed the lock into place, my breath coming out in ragged, uneven bursts. I wanted to breathe, I needed to, but no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't bring myself to do so. You could say I was hyperventilating, and if I didn't stop soon, I was definitely going to pass out.
The air was thick and heavy with the scent of disinfectant and cheap perfume. I gripped the edge of the sink, my reflection a blur in the mirror. My heart wouldn’t slow down. It just kept hammering, wild and reckless.
And then it hit me, the burn in my throat, and the sick churn in my stomach.
“Come on,” I whispered to myself, dropping to my knees. “Please.”
I leaned over the toilet and tried t
