LUCAS’ POV.

“Wait… You need to breathe. You need to calm down.” I said, dropping my notepad, on which I had been jotting down new tech ideas.

She plastered a hand against the window with wide eyes, trying to breathe.

“No… no, please take me off. I can’t stay here, I’m going to start screaming. I’m going to. I can’t… I can’t breathe.” She said, looking around frantically.

I went to her immediately, and pulled off her jacket, which was heavy, and could contribute to ...