Divorced But Desired by the Mafia King
[Livy]
Why won't it open?!
There's something I'm forgetting, something important.
"Take a deep breath, Livy," Mama always says, "When you're stressed and you can't think, you need to take a deep breath and give your brain a chance to catch up."
My chest hurts and I'm breathing, but it isn't deep, it is fast like I'm racing Maven on the playground.
"Breathe in, Livy, like you are sniffing a flower," I remember, just like Mama and the therapist taught me. "And out like your blowing a candle," I say, my voice gone with all the noise around me.