My chest tightened as my knees weakened against the stone wall.

Officer Davis noticed my distress and asked if I needed medical evaluation.

A paramedics team checked me over, treated the minor irritation on my face from the wine, and ensured I was stable.

Once they finished, I called my sister, Laura.

She answered on the second ring.

“Hannah?

It’s late, is everything okay?”

I heard the genuine warmth in her voice and broke down.