Execution of Anguish (The Shadows of Wildberry Lane Book 2) by M. Sinclair

Author:M. Sinclair [Sinclair, M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lost & Bound Publishing
Published: 2021-05-26T16:00:00+00:00

Dahlia Aldridge

My fingers intertwined with one another nervously as I sat on the bathroom counter following dinner. I could hear the boys downstairs, their voices drifting up the large, echoing staircase. It should have been a peaceful, almost serene moment, but instead I was left with a sense of panic and anxiety. Maybe it was because I was finally alone… or more likely it was because I was facing a choice.

I ran my fingers over my throat as I tried to talk myself out of being in here in the first place. I had told the boys I was coming in here to shower and get ready for bed, and they were giving me some space to do so. The problem? Following a dinner that I picked at but did eat, I felt trapped now in the bathroom, staring at the scale and wondering if now was the time I should weigh myself.

Despite knowing it would be off because of dinner.

Despite knowing that it was a bad idea.

I just wanted to check.

That was the mantra in my head, and I gripped the marble counter, knowing that eventually someone would come up here to check on me. Already I’d had to ignore the way Yates had been watching me at dinner as we sat around the office making travel plans. It had been a nice reprieve.

No. I needed to just take a shower and get out of here. Or maybe I wouldn’t even take a shower—it wasn’t really needed after my one this morning and then my second with King.

I inhaled, trying to remind myself of the good moments today had brought. I tried to remind myself that I’d not only learned so much about my boys but I’d had a moment with King that would absolutely always be special between us.

I needed to get out of here.

Sliding off the counter, I gripped it for balance as the room spun a bit, making me realize that in the absence of adrenaline, I was actually hungry. My stomach tightened as I shook it away, feeling that crawling sensation running over my skin that was a tell-tale sign of a panic attack.

“Angel?” Stratton’s voice had me looking up to find him in the doorway of the bathroom, his eyes filled with concern as they ran over me.

“Hey.” I offered a tight smile and walked towards him, not looking at the scale, afraid he would see through me. “I couldn’t decide if I was too lazy or not to take a shower.”

That was a thing, for the record. It was also a thing when I was in this state of mind. My anxiety was crippling enough sometimes that brushing my teeth was considered a feat. It didn’t last more than a few hours at that level usually, but it could absolutely wreck my day, and I felt sometimes I was at the mercy of my brain and the thoughts it produced. Like I didn’t have control over the direction they went. That I couldn’t figure out a way to stop thinking… about everything.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.