"Good. That was the right thing. Now, listen to my voice. I need you to match my breathing. In… two, three, four. Hold… two, three, four. Out… two, three, four."
"I've got you," Cass said.
She was not fixed. But for the first time in a long time, she was held. the loving dominant pdf
Cass didn't fix her. Didn't ask what was wrong. She just breathed with her, a steady metronome of care, until the tightness in Elara’s chest began to unspool. four. Hold… two
"Yes." Her voice was small.