Chapter 144

• Sebastian's hand was trembling as he held the cold cup against Amelia’s cheek. He watched her closely, his heart aching with guilt and worry. He had seen her panic before, but never like this. He had never seen her so lost, so vulnerable.
• “Amelia,” he whispered, trying to catch her gaze. “I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”
• She closed her eyes, her breath coming in short, shaky bursts. The cold sensation from the cup helped to ground her, pulling her back from the edge of her spiraling thoughts. But the pain in her chest remained a dull, constant throb that refused to ease.