Chapter Fifteen.
Safron’s eyes were wide with fear as she sat, her body trembling from head to foot, from the residual adrenaline from when the soldier confronted the agents.
“Remember to breathe, Safron,” Leon said. The sound of her real name on his tongue, surprisingly, gave her a sense of warmth, a reaction that felt alien yet nice, yet managed to help calm her fractured emotions.
However, she realised that she was, in fact, holding her breath. So much so, the world around her began to feel fuzzy, tiny pin pricks of flashing, red, yellow and white coloured lights permeated her vision, and her heart started to palpitate, and not in a good way. She quickly drew a breath, inhaling the much-needed oxygen deeply into her lungs, before slowly blowing it out and taking another deep br
