Chapter Fifteen
Anca
It’s just me. And him.
Him. Marius.
Not Him… the Maes-…
No. Don’t say his name.
It’s Marius.
He’s sitting in front of me, my hands in his and he guides me.
He’s telling me to breathe.
He’s telling me I can do this.
He’s telling me I’m talented and beautiful and strong.
He’s telling me to breathe again.
Why do I keep forgetting to do that? He’s asking me, even as he’s laughing.
I can feel my mouth laughing with him.
Just as I can feel my heart pump so loud and fast in my chest, I think I need to hold my palms against my sternum to hold it in.
I can do this.
“I can do this,” I hear myself say out loud.
“Yes, you fucking well can.” He tells me again.
“No matter what anyone has said in the past,” I say, before I can stop myself.
There’s a flicker of a frown, but he lets it pass. His hands are on either side of my face.
“Deep breath, babe.”
I close my eyes and fill every single cavity of my lungs with air.
“Don’t worry about anyone else. Listen to me. Trust me. You are a fucking ROCK. STAR. Do you hear me?
“I hear you.” I hear every word, Marius.
“Just don’t forget to breathe.”
Just don’t forget to breathe, Anca.
Breathe. And forget.
Breathe, he mouths the word to me and nods.
I nod back.
It’s time.