Novel & Cerita Can T Feel Heartbeat In Chest Anymore

he repeats his queries and stared in her eyes to check if she’s saying the truth. “My heart is aching lately, it hurts earlier after I jogged, I am not sure,” she is nervous in her condition. Luigi can’t stop from being worried at his friend, he hastily searched for the stethoscope and puts it on his ear to check her heart beat. Luigi stood and listen to her heart and sighed in relief upon learning that she’s doing fine. “What are you feeling aside from your heart’s pain?” he asked her. “My chest is tightening, and I can’t breath,” she says as she touches her chest.

My chest is still tight, but I allow myself a slow exhale. I press my hand to my chest, feeling the rapid beat of my heart.

He had pressed his hand to his chest without realizing it. Something was wrong. Not pain. It was not sharp enough to call pain. It was more like—a flickering. Like a light source that had been steady suddenly losing its connection. The pulse beneath his skin, the one that had been quietly present for days now, was unsteady. Faint in a way it had not been before. He pressed his palm flat against his sternum. It was still there. But barely. "I'm fine," he said, because Madam Frost was watching him with careful eyes. "I just— " He stopped. "I'm fine."

I become distracted that I fail to notice their leader behind me. Sudden pain takes over my chest as if a knife is stabbed deep into it. As if someone is clutching my beating heart. I cannot breathe. I struggle but the feeling of blood pouring out my chest makes me unable to do anything. I fall to my knees mouth wide open tears streaming down my face. The sickening pain overtaking my senses. Placing my palm over my chest I seek my blood.

I looked around, searching for anything familiar, anything that made sense. "Where am I?" My voice sounded strange. Distant. Like I was hearing myself from underwater, the words arriving a half-second too late. I lifted my hands and stared at them. They were there. I could see them. I could move them. I touched my face and found it warm. Then I touched my chest, pressing my palm flat against it, and felt nothing. My brows pulled together. I pressed harder, desperate for something, anything. Still nothing. No heartbeat.

My hands will never run through his hair again. Gods what is this pain in my chest? It feels so heavy. It pulls me from the inside. It makes me feel like my heart weighs a million pounds. My heart doesn't beat steady anymore either. It's always erratic. At times I swear that it stops for a moment. This was one of those moments. It felt like forever until my heart beat again. Every breath I took felt shallow… like too much work.

By the time I’m standing directly in front of her, her heartbeat is completely gone. Nothing. The silence is unnerving. My senses, so finely tuned that I can usually hear a pin drop in a crowded room, suddenly fail me. I can’t hear the steady rhythm of her heart, nor can I feel the hum of her emotions that should be radiating off her. It’s as if something invisible is blocking me, shielding her from me entirely. What the hell is this?

I gathered a little amount of water in my palms and splashed it all over my face, trying to get rid of the uncomfortable feeling I was having right now. My heart feels heavy these days. I can't explain it, but sometimes it feels like as if something is crushing it. I looked at myself in the mirror, and when I looked closely, I saw a weird looking black mark peeking in my chest. I moved my shirt down a little and I gasped when I saw a thin black line of veins in my chest. "Why didn't I notice this? Why is this happening, I thought I still had plenty of time." I muttered, confused.

My chest tightens by the second despite how hard I’m trying, and it feels as though I can’t breathe. "I can’t– I…" "Jesus, Elizabeth." I let go of one of her hands to rub my chest. Why does this hurt so much? Why can’t I breathe? Why can I feel the air leaving my lungs? Is that my throat closing up? Why am I– am I about to pass out? Why should I–

My heart flutters at the sound of his voice making me shiver. " No, I am fine. We can stay a little longer," I manage to say nervously. I could hear him smile even though I couldn't see his face while laying my head on his shoulder. " Alright. We will go when you want to." Why did my heart react like that? I place my hand on my chest to feel the steady beat of my heart. A moment ago, it felt like it skipped a beat. Something must be wrong with me. I dismissed those thoughts and sat back comfortably.