#Chapter126
Suffocation hits me hard again, tears prickling my eyes as my heart constricts, and I lose that relieving sense of nothing that was all too fleeting. I can’t look at him, turning away as more make their way down my face and curse this stupidity. I know I am still drunk, and half of this reaction is because of that, and my emotional exhaustion. Trying so hard to stay strong, but he is saying everything I ever wanted to hear, breaking me apart in so many ways that I can/" stay strong. I turn back to stare back at him, unable to say anything while my heads this much of a wreck. Arrick sees my silence as a reason to keep talking, closing the gap a little between us.
