The Inhaler Incident
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At a party, my asthma flared up. I fumbled for my emergency inhaler, but the canister was empty.
My boyfriend, Jake, explained, “Aria said her throat was dry, so I gave it to her. Just have a cough drop. It’ll help.”
But my breaths were becoming shallower, more desperate.
“Her throat was dry? Couldn’t she just drink some water? What is wrong with you people? You’re going to kill me!”
He frowned, his voice laced with annoyance. “Can you stop being so dramatic? You always act so fragile, like you’re made of glass or something. Aria was right. You’re just looking for attention.”
