CHAPTER THIRTY THREE - KEEP BREATHING

KALEO

keep breathing.

I couldn't imagine how many times i was told that,

-when my anxiety takes over and my heart suddenly feels heavy or after the accident when i was bound to a wheelchair

-when fear grips my heart and the agony of loosing a mother.

keep breathing.

Was that really enough?

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A smear of the colorful lights had dashed across in respect to the speeding car, my head was against the closer window as my eyes wearily began to close, terribly exhausted from the past week.

Funny enough, by the way Maria still handles the steering wheel, you could tell she still had strength to spare

-that woman never really got tired.

But my grandmother, she was already passed out on the chair, with only the seat belt clinging her so she doesn't fall. The car was silent, only the low music that came