Ambil Nafasku Pergi Novels & Stories

' She asked herself all these questions in her head but she didn't repeat them outloud " Stop being so nervous , you'll be fine " Samira said to her as she oulled her to the dinning room " Have breakfast before you leave " " I'm not nervous "Seraphina argued " You're the one who should be nervous " " Whatever you say dear , just have breakfast and go clear my name " Samira said laughing " How can you be so relaxed ?" Seraphina asked because she was sincerely curious , Samira had never been in such a situation before so it was extremely weird that she was still calm considering everything that was going on

Kiara: I breathed in. Then out. Inhale. Exhale. It seemed to be getting harder to do it as I knew that almost everyone was glaring daggers at me, even though I had technically done nothing other than defend myself against Nina who was raging fires on me.

My chest rises and falls in rapid movements, my breathing harsh as oxygen seems almost impossible to get into my aching lungs. "ELLA EMERSON TO THE MAIN OFFICE." The outside speaker's thunder. I will not go back in there not when Hayes is in there. No fudging way will I ever put myself willingly within breathing distance of him. With shaky hands, I search desperately in my pocket for my phone.

Taking deep breaths I grabbed the device and dialed Frederick's number. "Kiddo?" His fatherly voice calmed me and I sighed. "Remind me why I'm doing this again, Please," I whispered. Frederick sighed. "Relax Thena. Breathe. You don't have to do this-" "Too fucking late," I snapped. "There's no backing down now. I'm already stuck in this."

How- I don't even know what to say. ”I'm okay… I’m sorry I just… let's continue” Natasha blew her nose and took three deep breaths before continuing.

he said, his voice deep and hoarse. I shivered. He was right. I didn't know, but I became desperate to find out. My lips parted, words lingering at the tip of my tongue. I only needed to find the courage to voice them. I inhaled another trembling breath, preparing to tell him what I wanted… Ash was faster. "I need to go back, Nala," he all but whispered before opening the door. "Try to get more sleep. I know that you're exhausted."

I mutter and pinch the bridge of my nose to rid myself of the frustration that’s building within me. This actually helps, if anyone’s wondering, Lazarus was so kind to teach me this little life hack, or whatever it was that he called it. Once the tension slowly fades from my shoulders and I feel like I can face life without snapping at anyone in my way or ripping off some heads, I groan and stand up, shoving the piece of bloodied fabric inside the back pocket of my jeans. “Here goes nothing,” I mutter the last encouragement under my breath and head off to face my own realm like something that I’d rather dangle between my fingers and pass to someone else.

A few moments later several nurses raced in. “Ok honey, we are going to get this tube out” one said, her voice calm and eyes kind. “I need you to breathe through your nose ok, good, that's it.” I stared at her wide eyed, feeling the oxygen bless my body as I greedily sucked in as much as I could, my nostrils flaring.

Narinig kong nagbuntong-hininga siya at naglakad palabas ng kusina. Lumingon ako at wala na siya. Napabuntong-hininga nalang ako. This vacation would be very long and tiring. Gusto ko lang naman na mag bakasyon ng tahimik eh. Kung bakit ba naman kasi ako pumasok sa ganitong trabaho. Haist! Umiling ako at tinapos ang pag inom ng tubig. Gusto mo lang naman na ipaghiganti at bigyan ng hustisya ang pagkamatay ng magulang mo. Sagot ng isip ko. Right. So, kailangan kong tanggapin ang trabahong ito kahit mukha pa akong nanny nito. Pagkatapos ay lumabas na ako sa kusina. I checked everything and after that ay pumunta ako sa cabin ko at umidlip saglit. Naubos yata ang energy ko kanina.

Every breath feels like it has to fight its way out of me, like my lungs have forgotten how to work. I don't know what this is. And honestly, I don't want to know. I only know one thing—I need to get away from it. "I'm leaving." The words come out fucking fast, and I'm grateful they do. I open the car door and step out. The morning air hits my face, cool and sharp, a relief against my heated skin. I close the door behind me, and the rear window rolls down. Stephan leans toward the opening, an unreadable smile settling onto his face. "See you around, June."