‘So, tell us about yourself.’
Becca froze up. Ice spread from the pit of her stomach up her spine. Her heart began to pound, and a weight settled in her chest. Becca lifted a hand to her chest, he breath starting to come in shaky pants.
‘Becca?’ Chica asked, moving a little closer to the young woman. Concern radiated across her features as she reached out, rubbing soothing circles into her back.
Freddy was off his couch, kneeling in front of the night guard. He grasped her shoulders, putting just enough pressure on them to make her look up. Midnight met cerulean, and Freddy held her gaze.
‘Come on, Becca. Just take a deep breath,’ he coaxed, taking one himself. Caught up, the young woman copied his movements. ‘That’s it. Nice and deep. Let it out now. That’s good. And another.’
Bonnie had moved to Becca’s other side, watching on with concern.
It took several minutes, but Becca finally got her heart-rate back to normal. T