#Chapter49
Soft Flower
Sapphire Nightshade
/"You don’t seem comfortable here, Sapphire./"
I smiled sheepishly at the Chief Healer, a matronly woman who had a kind smile, that smile was on her face as she caught me looking at my surroundings with disgusts. I had developed an intense dislike for ‘Healing Rooms’ as it reminded me of when I had returned from the dead and what I woke up too.
/"Just bad experiences./"
She nodded and smiled, but her eyes told me that she did not buy my story.
/"Tell me, how can I help you?
We began to tell her about my anxiety attacks and how they just seemed to appear out of nowhere, granted I knew it was linked to what I had experienced at the hands of Damien and the two goddesses but what confused me was the fact that they were all happening now. I had absolutely no panic attacks during my stay at the Black Blood Pack even though I was exposed to so much trauma.
