Thalia's POV

I need time alone, and as I look at Amy, know that she needs to get out of the room as quick as possible.

My breathing starts to feel heavy, and I can already feel the panic attack coming.

"You can go." I tell Amy.

In fact, I don't just tell her. I order her.

There's no room for negotiation, but somehow she thinks that there is.

"You don't look so good Thalia. Are you sure you want me to leave you alone?" She asks me.

I know that I look and feel worn out.

It's literally the first ...