12
Will’s Salvation
Ember grasped Will’s hand and squeezed. He put his other arm around her, and an overwhelming urge to protect her swept over him.
“First thing to do is practice deep breathing. Your training. You remember it, right?”
“Yeah, of course.”
“Okay, breathe with me now. Seven rounds of deep breaths in through the nose. Hold it, then let your breath out through your mouth.”
She looked at him with doe-like eyes, and he saw a vulnerability that surprised him. Yet it was the trust in her eyes that freaked him out. Here she had just met him, and she was hanging on his every word, following each command perfectly. He wondered if the trauma of the moment made her act this way, or if she was always so trusting of people she didn’t know.
Ember took jagged breaths. Her eyes close
