The room was filled with people, all waiting for me to speak with an expectant and heavy silence hanging in the air like a thick fog. I'd locked myself inside the bathroom, fear spiking through me like icy needles piercing my veins. Splashing cold water over my face in desperate attempts to steady myself, I turned off the faucet with trembling hands and grabbing a towel to pat my skin dry. A sharp knock sounded on the door, echoing through the small space, and I turned to glare at the door with pure defiance. Metal scraped against it as the lock gave way, and before I could call out in protest, Darren entered with determined steps.
I backed up quickly, shaking my head as my strength left me in a rush. "I can't do this," I whispered thickly, fighting to stay strong when everything was too
