Eyes on Me

Vivienne’s POV

For a moment, I wanted to believe Wyatt was wrong. That Val wasn’t having a panic attack. But then I looked at my husband again, and the denial fell apart completely.

He was paper white and the way his chest rose and fell made my stomach twist in terror. I’d had panic attacks before: the suffocating tightness that stole your breath no matter how much air you drag in, the pounding he