Mistake. Big, colossal, stupid mistake. Mirabelle shook her head and tried to draw air into her tight chest. It was useless. Her emotions wrapped around her like a constrictor, determined to squeeze the life out of her.
Sitting in the backseat of a cab, she grabbed at her shirt, pulling it away from her skin as though that might help. Her other hand went to her throat and clawed at the skin there. Vaguely, she was aware that she was losing it, but her actions were now one of pure panic.
No! Mirabelle’s brain screamed. She didn’t want to believe she had been that stupid, but the truth had been clear as day. Guilt and shame tunneled deep within her until she thought she felt the emotion in her bones.
After waking up, she had barely managed to walk. The weight of her stupidity was too muc
