Chapter 169. Panic Attack

“Relax, Zahra.” He said with nothing but calmness in his voice.

She was still taking deep, heavy breaths.

“Close your eyes,” he softly said, and she did just that. His soft voice somehow soothed her a little.

“Take long breaths,” and she followed, trying to suppress every haunting thought from her mind.

Several minutes passed, and they both stood in each other’s embrace. Her panic attack had ended, but still, he wanted to feel her in his arms, closer to her. Then, suddenly, her betrayal came into his mind, and he pulled away, his face emotionless as he gazed at her.

“Now, come with me,” he ordered, turning around, and they both got out of the basement.

The whole function passed in a blur. Everyone was enjoying themselves except the bride. Every passing minute hit her like a truck. She was internally praying that time could stop and she could hide somewhere where he could never find her. Her face was pale, and her breath was hitched, her hands clam