AISLYN

My heart beats faster in my chest with each passing second.

The silent murmuring, their judging eyes, even the room feels thick with tension.

Everything is overwhelming. My head is swimming with anxiety. I however try to stay standing.

My hands unknowingly grip tighter onto Dyer. I’m unaware of this until I feel his thumb draw circles around my palm in a soothing motion.

This gives me some strength to endure the uncomfortable meeting.

Taking a moment away from my anxious ...