Chapter 65

Laura POV

Maxwell holds my hand the entire walk to the warehouse I didn’t even know existed. Nausea creeps up my sternum, and I attempt to push it away without any luck. Oh, God. What am I doing?

His eyes focus on the side of my face, giving my fingers a light squeeze. “You don’t have to do this,” he says carefully. “We can turn back. It’s okay to change your mind.”

Once the guards come into view, I realize how protected the building is. It gives me a small sense of security.

I pause before the door and inhale so deeply that I almost fall over. Maxwell stabilizes me and kisses the back of my hand.

“If you want to leave at any point, we can,” he reminds me, and I flash him a forced smile.

Inside, I’m a wreck. Blood roars in my ears, and my mouth is bone dry.

Every time I consider walking away, I remember what Gemma told me earlier about how closing this door with a firm slam could help my recovery.

I know she will be there if it triggers me, Maxwell, too. I’m in safe hands. I have b