Chapter 25

~Mona~

Unknown, boiling blood flows through my veins.

This is not the first time I've wished for death, but this time the desire is much, much stronger. Every breath I take allows the frigid air to enter my lungs, freezing my insides and fighting the heat that envelops me. I feel the extreme burn, then the excruciating cold. I am bathed in excruciating agony, every second pure torture.

Thinking is impossible, the pain being the only emotion that eats away at my mind.

My tears are like little ice pellets, running down my cheeks as I writhe. Once again, an all-too-familiar sense of doom washes over me, penetrating through the fire and ice. I am a lost cause. Death waits once again. Why does it seem to want me so badly?

Then a splash of a soothing substance hits my tongue, sliding down my throat like melted chocolate. Any tranquility it brings defeats, exploding in my belly like fir