Kamille's POV
My heart pounded heavily in my chest as I sprinted through the room, panic gnawing at my insides. As I raced out of the restaurant, my heart pounded like a drum in my chest, each beat echoing the frantic rhythm of my thoughts.
Fear coursed through me like a torrential river, threatening to sweep me away in its relentless current. Tears blurred my vision, hot and unbidden, that's when I saw him. Standing in front of a sleek BMW car.
For a second, I wished my problems never existed so I could admire the way the navy green suit he wore fitted his sturdy build.
But looking at him, I felt there was no need to hold back. Tears flooded my eyes, my heart stung with fear, my fingers trembled more than it did and my legs suddenly felt wobbly.
It felt like I had met my saving grace. I sighed.