TENNA.
The panic hit before the pain did.
My throat was closing. Actually closing. Each breath brought in less air than the last and my lungs were screaming for oxygen they couldn't get.
Torhana's hands were already moving. He grabbed me around the waist and lifted me like I weighed nothing. My feet left the ground and the bathroom door crashed open under his kick.
He set me on the edge of the tub and his hands went to my leggings.
"We need to get these off you," he said while yanking them down my legs.
I tried to help but my hands were shaking too badly. My fingers wouldn't cooperate. Black spots danced at the edges of my vision and I couldn't pull in enough air to speak.
The leggings hit the floor. Torhana lifted me again and dumped me into the empty tub. The porcelain was freezin
