Nina
I can’t breathe. I’m not sure when the tears started, but I don’t have the energy to stop them. They’re pouring down my face, hot and relentless. I’m clinging to Griffin, my older brother, because he’s the only one who isn’t letting me fall apart completely.
I can hear him swearing softly, his hands rubbing up and down my back as I sob into his chest. I don’t know what else to do. Everything is slipping through my fingers. Jaxon is lost, and I can’t find him. Every second that passes, it feels like I’m losing him again, like I’m drowning in this mess.
“Shh, Nina, it’s okay,” Griffin mutters, but his voice is tight with frustration. “You gotta stop this. We’re gonna find him. We’ll fix it, okay? Just breathe. Breathe for me.”
I try to control my breathing, but it’s hard. So damn ha
