Emergency...I think my heart is broken

Content Warning: This article discusses mental health and anxiety. “Let me touch your heart” the British gentleman murmured gently whilst scooting towards my pulsating chest … an exasperated sigh escaped his pursed lips as I shyly recoiled. “I won’t hurt you” he promised, a look of concern sweeping over his dark features. I glanced at him from underneath my lashes promptly drowning in his concerned eyes which were pools of turquoise. This wasn’t the right place for a Bond fan