~Amber’s POV~The cold air hit me the moment I got outside and I stopped gasping but still could not find breath.It was there, the air, all of it, surrounding me, and my lungs refused to accept it properly. I bent forward with my hands on my knees and tried, one breath, another, each one shallow and insufficient.In between I wanted to cry.No. I wanted to do more than that. I wanted to scream, pull at my hair and scream some more until whatever was sitting in the center of my chest came loose.“Princess.”My brain had already registered the sound of his voice and kept in a place where if I could, I would be happy not to recognize it because I simply didn’t want to hear it again. “Leave me alone.” I managed to grit it out despite the air situation. “I am really not in the mood, Ian.”“You remembered my name.”The gleeful quality of four words mixed with everything else already inside me and the irritation that rose was immediate and complete.Of course I remembered his name. I had
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