Maggie's POV I can't breathe. It feels like the walls of Xavier's car are closing in on me. My chest is tight. My hands are shaking. My breathing is labored. I closed my eyes and tried to take a few deep breaths. I can do this. It will all be okay. I put my hands over my lower abdomen. Caressing my nonexistent baby bump. I took another deep breath and opened my eyes. Xavier and I were outside the restaurant that Xander asked to meet at. I haven't been able to get myself to move from the car yet. My anxiety has me glued to the seat, consuming me. Creeping along my skin and constricting my airways. I can't stay in this car though. No matter how bad I want to. I need to hear what Xander has to say. My mind has played this over a million different ways, but all I'm left with is more

