MELANIE
“She’s going to be alright,”
I swear to God, if I hear that sentence one more time, I’m going to rip my hair from my freaking scalp.
I can’t sit still, or stand, or walk, or run. I have no f*****g idea what to do right now.
Xavier keeps on staring at me with worry in his eyes. If I don’t know better, I’ll think I was the one who nearly lost her life.
“Melanie…”
“Don’t.” I shoot him a glare, but his worry only intensifies.
My voice breaks the longer I try to hold back my sob.
“Please, please don’t tell me to calm down. I can’t…” The words die in my throat. But I want to speak, I want to torture myself with my own words, bury myself under the weight and pain of it all.
Xavier comes closer to me. He pulls me into his arms and locks them firmly around my waist, pressing
