Kiana and the others talked around me, but I couldn’t move. I just sat there. The man I used to know stared up at me, smiling. He looked normal. Like he didn’t have a care in the world. But I knew the truth. I was there when his life changed. And I was to blame for it.
I shoved out of my chair and headed for the door. I needed fresh air. Maybe a bucket. I couldn’t fall apart in front of all those people. I just needed to get the f**k out.
“Where are you going?” Kiana demanded, stepping in my path.
“I gotta go.”
“Excuse me?”
I shoved past her, not offering an explanation. My chest ached and my throat burned. I knew I was having a panic attack, and I couldn’t stop it.
The sunlight blinded me outside, telling me what my body couldn’t feel. I was in the fresh air. I was out. I could brea
