don’t even feel like I have a choice anymore,” I confessed. “I am losing my bleeding mind, Gibs.” “Nah, your mind’s still there,” Gibsie chuckled, patting my shoulder. “It’s your heart you’re losing, lad.” “Fuck,” I choked out, biting down on my lip as sheer terror seized my chest. “Yeppers,” he agreed. “Terribly inconvenient, isn’t it?”
