Kendrick's POV
"Is something wrong?" She asked me and I was about to reply when Curtis suddenly bent over with a painful expression.
"What's wrong?" She rushed to support him and helped him to the sofa before bringing him a glass of water.
I just watched him as he did what he does best, pretending to be weak.
"How do you feel now? Do you need to go to the hospital?" Christy asked with a worried expression and he shook his head with a sigh.
"Ever since the kidnapping incident, I started having panic attacks, it happens anytime I am agitated or riled up" he said weakly and his face looked extremely pale.
He will definitely make it big if he ever decides to venture into acting.
"It's so early in the morning, why would you be riled up?" Christy asked him and he quickly turned his face from her like he didn't want to talk about it but I could see the smile he was trying to control.
"Ken what happened?" She asked me when he didn't say anything.
