Novel & Cerita Breathless Netflix

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.

I couldn’t breathe. My palms were sweaty, and my throat was closing up. Small black dots were clouding my vision. I tried to take a deep breath, but it was cut short by a panicked sob escaping me. What is going on? Why can’t I breathe? I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around myself. I heard footsteps running toward my bedroom. The door flung open. and somebody ran inside. I didn’t open my eyes to see who it was. “Aria, love, breathe!” Nick’s panicked voice reached my ears.

I struggle to breathe but there is no chance of me getting away. This man is going to kill me. I didn’t expect one little thing I do will get him this upset. My eyes roll to the back of my head, as it gets harder to breathe. It's getting difficult to keep my eyes open and my throat is burning from the pressure, I can feel my soul about to slip from my body. My lungs aren't able to take in any air, and my eyelids drop of their own accord, darkness surrounding me. I can't believe this is how I'm going to die; in his hands. Just as I'm giving up hope, the pressure on my neck is suddenly removed and I land on the floor, the chair still tied to me, it backed me up like a shield that can’t just be

My breathe hitches and I forget how to breathe. I can already see the headlines forming 'heiress dies a shocking death from forgetting to breathe in the presence of a hot heir'......... yeah, that doesn't sound so good. He reaches his hand forward and brings his fingers to the front of my neck to grasp the other end of the necklace. The trail of his finger on my skin sets my body on fire and my breathing starts to become erratic. I think I hear him do a deep intake of breath but that could just be my imagination. This is pure torture.

he said taking his cigarette. She was still standing while breathing in and out. She stepped closer and stand up in front of him, while completely naked. he getting up from the bed spitting out the smoke on her face makes her cough while holding her breath. She has asthma and her Heart was tightened. she crouched down on the bed trying to breathe.

Instead, flames lick at the ceiling, black smoke roiling over them, coming ever closer. I can’t seem to catch my breath – panic is in me, and the heat – I cough, putting my face down against my arm, trying to breathe through the fabric of my pajama sleeve, trying to get a fresh breath of air – just one – I glance behind me, but the door just looks so far – Then down at Bridgette, who looks perversely peaceful on the floor, her breath coming shallowly, a light sweat building on her brow –

The forest around us hums with life—or maybe it’s just the echo of the bond. My skin prickles as if the trees themselves are watching, waiting, leaning toward us with silent breath. Caelan’s grip on my wrist is steady, grounding me, but I can feel his pulse racing beneath my fingers. He shouldn’t be able to handle this. He shouldn’t be able to survive what’s coming. And yet—he does.

I gasped, choking from my inability to breathe, trashing and twisting my body on the couch to escape from his grasp. “I could kill you right now,” he hissed. “They'll c-come for…y-you,” “I know I'm going down but you're going down with me, Elizabeth.” It wasn't about Brit's furious growl but the vulnerability and sadness deep within his words. He's like going into the motion of things because there's nothing left for him. It may be a delusion from my lack of oxygen but I can't help but wish that I'm still in a dream. “K-Kill,” I gasped, trying to breathe through my mouth.

“I can’t… I can’t even lift my chest.” She leans in close, her mouth near my ear. “Good. That’s exactly how you’d be begging to come out of this marriage real soon.” I’m breathing in quick gaps now, my vision starting to blur. “Zara, you’re suffocating me,” I wheeze, each breath getting shallow and useless. “I swear I’m running out of breath. Untie me!” “I need you to pay attention to how this feels, Hermione, because this is exactly how you’re gonna be pleading for the rest of your life.”

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