Christian

I watch as Molly struggles to control her breathing and I'm worried that she's about to give herself a panic attack. "Molls, it's ok. You dont have to do this." We're both sitting on the swing on the back porch but there's a huge gap between us so I move closer to her and gently rub her back. She looks up at me and slowly shakes her head. "No. I need to do this. It's time." She takes a couple of slow deep breaths and thankfully she seems to somewhat calm down.

As she ...