CHAPTER 55: Unveiling the Stranger

Sarah

Josh strode into the room, his brow furrowed with concern. "Who are those men?" he inquired, his voice laced with curiosity. It was evident he had crossed paths with those troublemakers.

"Just a couple of idiots," I retorted, my irritation palpable.

He settled onto the couch beside me. "If you managed to come here to the bar, it means you're doing good."

"Yes! I wanted to take the medicine I used to rely on during panic attacks, but I resorted to eating instead. I also calm myself down and avoid negative things, focusing on what can help me."

Josh's gaze remained fixed on me. "That's good to hear! But what usually triggers your panic attacks?"

I met Josh's gaze, unsure if I should disclose the truth. But since I had promised to trust him, I said, "Every time I remember the immense pain from when your boss and I were still married, I feel like I can't breathe, and my vision blurs or darkens. Surprisingly, since I started spending time with Philip, I rarely feel that way. I