Ollie’s POV
Panic makes my pulse race so hard that my heart hurts. I press my hand to my chest, and only then realize how shallow and quick I’m breathing.
Am I having a panic attack? Is this what that feels like? I can’t catch my breath, and my thoughts are out of control.
Ella steps closer to me and placing a hand on my shoulder asks, “Are you okay? What’s going on?”
“It’s alright, honey,” Abigail says through the phone. I can hear them both but they are so far away.
“I sent it,” I say. Maybe I’m saying that a lot. It’s hard to tell. “I’m sure I sent it.”
“They didn’t get it?” Ella asks.
I shake my head.
Ella curses. “The application deadline’s passed.”
I know. I know that. I know.
“I missed my chance… I’m going to be stuck here forever,” I say.
“Let’s all take a breather for
