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Becca LouHeir/HeirnessTragedyDark RomanceContemporarySecond ChanceHate to LoveForgivenessMafiaIndependent
I clutch my head and an image of a big burly man runs to me in my head, but I’m covered in blood.
“Little one.” I gasp and look around frantically.
“Ana. What is it? Are you ok?” My chest heaves and my hands shake. I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe.
“Shit. Ana, focus on me. Come on, deep breath in, and slowly out. You’re having a panic attack. Come on, breathe with me.” Zana has my face in her hands and I copy what she is doing and my heart begins to return to normal, but I’m still shaking.
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