Earlier, despite what Roan might think, my panic hadn’t stemmed from his nearness. I’d been on edge from the moment we stepped into the hallway. For some reason, it hadn’t registered for me that I’d yet to venture outside of my hospital room. I’d felt safe in there, with the rest of the world being held at arm’s length. But then we were moving, forced to rush our exit, leaving me no time to mentally prepare.
