You were a big overthinker due to your upbringing, so every small thing you did seemed like a big deal. Walker knew this and started learning how to help when you'd have these anxiety attacks.

You swallowed, picking at the skin on your hands as your gaze seemed to stare into nothingness. "Why did I do that?" Your brain clouded with that sentence over and over again. Your eyes were ringing, and your eyes glistened with tears threatening to fall. You didn't even hear Walker come in. "Hey, babe. You okay?" He closed the door behind him and walked up to you. He noticed your nervous picking and immediately realized. "Hey, look at me." He gently took your hands in his a few seconds before hugging you tightly, "It's okay, you made a good decision, I know you did." He pressed your head on his shoulder as he held your quivering body in his arms protectively. He leaned his head against yours, pressing his cheek on the side of your cheek, "You're okay." He whispered, caressing your hair softly. Oh, how he loved you.