'Slowly, now. One, two, three.'

I breathe in three times.

The pain eventually fades away.

I had the same attack, and following the same remedy.

'Okay, Hazel... you want something warm?'

'No, dad. I'm fine.'

I'm still clutching my chest, with my father's hand on my back.

'Seriously, dad. I'm perfectly fine. Just got a few cramps that's all.'

He hesitates at first, but then strolls out of my room.

'You okay?'

Skye is sitting cross legged on my bed, her fingers tapping her knee.

'Yeah, Skye... I'm fine'

'Your father never told you why you have these attacks?'

I shake my head, my gaze down. My breathing is still heavy, and I have this strange feeling that I'll faint any moment.

My hair is in a greased ponytail, and my clothes are covered with sweat. Something changed me when I bumped into that stranger... somehow I felt related and familiar. He looked at me as if I already knew him.

I'm too scared to tell my father.

I'm too mixed up in my thoughts that I flinch when Carissa gets off my bed.

'Hazel, something is seriously wrong with you.'

'What?'

'You're scared....like REALLY scared. What is it?'

I blink several times before answering. 'I....I don't know.'

She cocks her head. 'You sure?'

'Yeah.'

'So can I go?'

'What do you mean?'

She chuckles. 'Nothing'

With that she strolls out of the room.