Chapter 753 - Unwanted Reactions (part one)

Darcy pushed the door shut with more force than necessary, the quiet click of the lock echoing in his ears as though it offered the sanctuary he needed most. He leaned back, pressing his body firmly against the surface. He needed the solid presence of it to keep himself upright, otherwise, his body might give out and crumple to the floor. His breathing was uneven, shallow at first before deepening in irregular intervals, and his forehead was damp with sweat that had gathered far too quickly for comfort. He raised his hand and tapped it repeatedly against his own forehead, not enough to hurt, but not gentle either, the motion carrying a clear note of self-reproach as he silently scolded himself for what had just transpired.