Every Breath After: Part One (Lost Boys, #3)

by Jessie Walker

“Just gotta…hold my breath and count to ten, right?” He wets his lips. “Every breath after that…it’ll be a little easier.”

That beast named Addiction might prod at us, and at times, violently so, with claws that scrape us down to the bone, begging for relief.

“Perhaps the answers you seek aren’t in the stars…but in the space between them.”