#Chapter 90 Vivian

I shuddered, wanting to push the thought away. I felt ill. Arielle slipped her hand into mine and the sound of the gavel slamming down snapped me back to the present. "We'll adjorn for recess and pick back up after lunch." I gripped the arm of my chair trying not to just run out, but I couldn't get outside fast enough. Arielle followed me as I stood outside gulping in breath after breath, trying to push it aside. Press down my panic. Arielle stood with me, as I leaned against one of the columns as the world started to shift and melt around me. The nausea started to fade. I felt steadier and soon Arielle passed me a bottle of water without speaking. I drank greedily and took whatever glowing vial she handed me and drank it in one go. "… tastes like chocolate." "My Dev is a genius. You want to talk about that?" I shook my head. "Just… Philip. Thoughts that had no place there." "Trauma is the word you're looking for. Come on, let's get you something tasty… maybe a handsome