RAFAEL POV 

I inhaled, exhaled. The wafting smell of brewing coffee penetrated through my nose. I'm in a daze-I can barely tell what's going on. What had happened? And why did this coffee smell so fucking nice?

My tummy grumbled, and I let out a grumpy sound.

What had happened? Flashes by flashes... The smell of tequila refreshed my memory as I recalled every incident-last night's attack, the tequila induction, and then another panic attack.

The memories were fresh. This was the first time I was getting a panic attack twice in such a short span. The major trigger had always been darkness. But this morning was awkward-there was light,...