Xander's POV
The room was quiet, so silent that the only thing I could hear was the sound of my own organs, each one doing what it's supposed to. Blood raced up my ears, accompanied by the sound of my heart thudding erratically in my chest. No matter how hard I tried to calm it down, it just didn't budge. At this rate,I wouldn't be surprised if my heart jumped right out of my chest and onto the plate in front of me. That way, maybe I would have a valid reason to leave this plate empty.
The cold feel of the fork pressed into my skin and despite the fact that my hand had been hovering over breakfast for a while now, I didn't feel any form of pain. I wouldn't be exaggerating if I said I wasn't feeling anything at all. My breakfast had gone cold, and yet, my stomach hadn't growled to complain about not stuffing my gut with food.
