Cries of my heart

The blood ran cold in my veins as the heaviness in my stomach grew more corpulent. It felt like someone was reaching up to clasp my throat with the throned wire, tightening it around me. My brain stuttered for a moment and my eyes took in more light than I expected, every part of me went on pause while my thoughts catch up. And it brought a quietness within, a moment to feel my emotions change gear and girder, my soul, for what was to come when a ferocious growl reverberated in front of me and the photos slipped from my sweaty palms to the ground.

I jumped with a startle as the door slammed against the wall and my eyes rose in search of the intruder. The intruder with most distinct and alluring orbs which, however, now looked more beastly than ever. His Steele greys and golden were the platters of a ferocious man, ready to tear me apart. And it felt like the ground beneath me slipped and I felt every image flashing through my eyes.

“What are you doing here?” Their deep voice of his