Tiffany POV
I wring my hands together, feeling inexplicably nervous. My breath hitches in my throat, and it's like I can barely breathe. It's like I'm struggling for every single breath of oxygen, my body growing chilled and beginning to tremble. Maybe this was a mistake? Maybe I should never have come here on my own. The mere thought of going downstairs, into the darkness, the mildew and damp awaiting me, was enough to cause me to shiver violently. Once upon a time, I thought I had everything, and now in a single moment, it had never been so obvious that the reality was far different and that I had nothing with which to boast about.
"You don't have to do this."
The man's voice is quiet, considerate. I look at him, unable to hide my attraction to him as he stands there, his hands in hi
