Esme's panic attacks continued to grow, and she finds it harder to hide them from Draco. It becomes difficult when he watches her a certain way, knowing she may be on the verge of breaking. Perhaps it's because he knows she has already been broken. Now it's one step for all the walls to come crumbling down. And there's no way to stop it. No words, no actions, no gifts could ever fix the longing in her heart when he leaves. Her worry seems to increase, and she can't help but wonder how Draco's managing to heal with a deadly poison in his veins.