Liana’s Pov
I was in the supermarket and stood frozen between the cereal aisle and canned soup shelves when everything crashed down at once. My chest tightened so hard I dropped my basket, and milk spilled across the floor. People stared at me and I felt quite embarrassed, because they were probably wondering what was wrong with me.
Someone asked if I was okay, but their voices sounded far away, muffled like underwater noise. My hands shook uncontrollably, and my knees buckled beneath me. With sweaty fingers, I managed to pull out my phone and scrolled to Brian’s number. Without thinking, I hit the call button.
He answered on the first ring. “Liana,” he said, calm and clear.
“I can’t breathe,” I gasped, panic rising in my voice. “I’m at the store on Maple, I can’t move. Everyone’s look
