Breathless Ana Novels & Stories

Daphne's POV I couldn’t breathe. Not really. Not in the way a person was supposed to — deep and steady, from the belly and up through the lungs. I was breathing in shallow gulps, like someone whose head had been pushed just beneath the surface of water. Like someone barely hanging on.

Really breathe. THE END.

she breathes out a shaky breath. "Yes, a date."

His breathing turned uneven, low and strained beneath me. Faster. Less controlled.

The way she was right this minute, he wouldn’t be able to tell if she started to hyperventilate. “Baby?” he managed. “You OK down there?” She nodded, her eyes still closed, but that wasn’t good enough for Aidan. “Talk to me, Gabriela. I need to hear the words, alright?” “I’m good,” she puffed. “I’m just – breathless. Can’t talk.” “Good.” He sucked in air. “Glad I’m not the only one who can’t catch a breath.” She opened her eyes now. “We’re so out of practice.”

The knowledge that bleeding is just a clock you can see. LUS is quieter when it speaks. Hand tremor detected. “I noticed.” Would you like a breathing prompt? “No.” A pause. Breathing prompt initiated. “LUS.” Inhale four counts. Hold two. Exhale six. “I said no.” You complied anyway. Maya does, because apparently betrayal and respiratory regulation can coexist. Denise watches her for a second, then says, “Good recovery.” Maya looks down at the fake leg. “Tell that to Captain Calf.”

𝐏𝐎𝐕 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐀 I couldn’t breathe. The air came in too short. Too fast. My hands were braced against the bathroom sink as I tried to pull air into my lungs, but it felt like something was tightening around my chest from the inside. Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. I repeated the word in my head, but my body wouldn’t obey.

Everyone holds their breath. “Nothing! Carter, give me a dose of adrenaline!” The medic, Carter, immediately rummages through his bag. As this happens, I kneel down and take a moment to breathe. I’m confused by what’s happening to me. My chest tightens with pain, but it’s not unbearable.

Cassandra says. She’s starting to get nervous, Ali is still bleeding and Sophia is freaking out, it’s getting stuffy and Cassandra is finding it hard to breathe, she hates small spaces and after the fire yesterday her throat and lungs aren’t going to like being in a small confined sweaty space for too long. She has Claustrophobia.