KIERAN’S POV Don't break, I told myself. Not here. Not now.I felt the vein on my neck begin to pop out, pulsing hard with the surge of panic. My heart wasn't just beating, it was slamming against my ribs, trying to escape. I struggled to remain composed in front of the cameras. But my body wasn't listening to my brain anymore.My knees felt weak, turning to water. My back began to bend slowly as I lost the strength to stand tall. It felt as if a heavy weight was being piled onto my shoulders, crushing me down toward the pavement. I was fighting the attack with everything I had, but the walls were closing in, and my vision was tunneling into darkness.Then, a hand slid into mine.I didn't have to look up to know it was Sienna. She had pushed through the crowd. She didn't just touch me, she gripped me, pulling the reporter's hand away with her free one."My husband already resolved the issue as promised. He's a man of his word," she said, her voice loud and clear, ringing
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