Breathing Style Generator Novels & Stories

"Let's take a deep breath together.” He did it and I practiced with him. "Good. Now, tell me five things you can see." My eyes darted around. “I…I can see you, the dumbbells, white walls, a water bottle and…and my memories.” Julian's hands tightened. "Tell me five things you can hear.” At that point, my breathing was returning to normal. I had no idea that such a method existed. "Your voice, mine, my heartbeat, the hum of the AC. I…I can't hear anything else.”

My fingers hook into her waistband, and I yank her jeans and underwear down in one desperate motion, tossing them somewhere behind me without ceremony. I look. Nothing. No baby. But … something definitely looks different down there. “Is he there?” Mel pants anxiously. “No!” I say quickly. “Breathe … just breathe … like in the classes.” I take a dramatic inhale. “IN … two … three … four …” Then exhale. “OUT … two … three … four …” I try again. “In … two … three … four …” My head starts spinning. Okay. This breathing crap is NOT working. Maybe I’m doing it wrong. I try again. Still dizzy.