I’m hyperventilating. I can’t breathe. Calm down, Maeve. You have to calm down. Breathe. I can’t. Not without Ledger. Ledger. What would he say to me? How would he try to comfort me? I imagine his hand circling my back in soothing strokes, his soft yet gruff voice in my ear. His other hand linking with my fingers, tugging me into the warmth of his side. The lack of human touch is unhinging every organ. Heart racing, lungs accelerating, muscles tensing, blood pressure skyrocketing. Anxiety is my new best friend.
