Freya’s POV
I slammed the file shut.
My fingers were trembling, and my heart started beating like crazy as well.
Silver eyes, the words kept repeating in my head over and over again.
My breathing was uneven, shallow; it was as if I had been running instead of standing in a cold, suffocating records room.
Even the room started spinning, and I held on to the drawer as tight as I could so I wouldn’t fall to the ground.
I closed my eyes to try to calm myself down.
I can’t have a panic attack right now, not in this place of all places.
I can’t, you need to calm the f**k down, Freya, or things will get out of hand.
I tried, I took deep breaths, but it felt like I was underwater and drowning.
As if my lungs were being filled by water and I couldn’t move.
That night, I thought I
