Ambil Nafasku Pergi Novels & Stories

So, now in the Empire–when I am allowed to roam around carelessly and breathe–in solitude and calm down, I just do not know how to cherish the moments. Yes, I don’t know how to breathe in the fresh air. How do I have everything? Just inhale through your nostrils—like drag in air and then let it out. This is how you do it. Nick yawns, rolling his eyes. For once, I want to bash that bastard with a stick or maybe push him off the cliff that glares down at me outside the palace. I was just about to weep. I had started to be emotional. I complain. God, you have to ruin the perfect moment just like that. Asshole!

𝗜 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀, 𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘀 𝗜 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗲𝗹𝗯𝗼𝘄𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀. 𝗜 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿 � �𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝗲. "Nica, 𝗐hat am I going to do?"

I slow my steps and breathe deep. I do not warn anyone. I want to see who is bold enough to come closer.

and never coming back I take a deep breath and close my eyes for a second. ‘I want this’ I keep on telling myself, ‘I want this’. I won't be forced to stay or do what I'm told. I'll be free once again and this time, I won't make any mistakes. I nod at Fione one last time, before turning around and walking away. Unfortunately for me, I don't get very far.

I inhale slowly, then nod. And without another word, I walk away...

It was time. I let the air escape slowly, the bubbles rising past my lips like secrets I couldn’t say out loud. Each bubble a whispered truth, a silent scream. Each a tiny piece of me breaking free, only to be lost again. Then I broke the surface with a soft gasp, water sheeting down my face, clinging to my eyelashes. The cool air kissed my skin, a stark contrast to the enveloping heat.

I gulped down air like a fish out of water. "I just want you to know the truth," I said, "so where do you want to go out?" I asked, hopeful, just trying to push past this. She snorted again and shook her head.

I really don’t want to hurt anyone. It’s shitty because all the books keep telling me to always breathe out and in whenever I feel my powers rising. With a frustrated sigh, I snap the book shut and walk out of the library only to see Naya in the hall. “Oh. Hi.” She tells me when she spots me. “How are you?” “Well. I have been fine.” I say, “You?”

“I need some air.” Ignoring their calls, I walked away from the table, the laughter and music fading behind me. Each step felt heavier than the last, and I pushed through the crowd, searching for an exit. The hall felt suffocating, a reminder of everything I lacked. I stepped outside into the cool night air, the stars twinkling above—a stark contrast to the turmoil inside.

As if to understand what I need at the moment, Neylan increased the pace till my load shoots onto the floor. Leaving me gasping for air.