8Crushed SoulSitting on the floor, arms wrapped tightly around his girl, Billy felt the aftermath of the panic ebb from her. The attack had started the moment he’d entered the room that evening.
After he woke up, he’d rushed to the hospital to make it before the evening visiting hours finished. She was shocked to see him. The brief smile left her face, and she shook, forcing her breath in and out in a failed attempt to prevent the terror overtaking her.
He had no idea why. Perhaps she could feel the change within him, or else seeing him after his three-day absence was too overwhelming for her.
“You’re here?” she said.
“I’m here.”
He felt her relax against him and finally get her breathing back to normal. He was slumped against the wall in the corner of the room, just behind the door,
