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The gravity of my situation crushes down on me. "Apologize," Ember grits out, her fingers wrapping around my chin with a force that threatens to crush bone. The pressure intensifies, sending waves of pain radiating through my jaw. Despite the agony, I refuse to yield to her demand, my defiance burning bright within me like a flickering flame in the darkness.

Sicily Sicily pressed her forehead to the door of the dressing room and let out a long sigh. Was there anything more depressing than trying on clothes because you couldn't fit into a damn thing in your closet? "You okay?" Kari's voice was far too soft, her friend aware of her struggles.

Light shimmered faintly around them—not a cage, but a brace. Aiden sat, legs crossed, palms resting on his knees. His hands were shaking. Dante knelt in front of him, gripping his forearms. “Look at me,” Dante said. Aiden did. “I’m right here,” Dante said firmly. “You don’t disappear on me.” Aiden nodded. “I won’t.” He closed his eyes and turned inward. The resonance resisted immediately. It surged, confused and defensive, reacting to the sudden attempt to compress it. Pain flared behind Aiden’s eyes, sharp and disorienting.

just a little longer. They both agree and soon Ada approaches with tea. I drink slowly, but my body doesn't relax, it still feels tense. My despair starts to grow, but I try not to reveal it, I can't calm down and I feel the babies move more, then a small pain starts in my belly and I pray for it to pass.

It feels as if my blood struggles to flow freely, hindered by the unyielding pressure. But the torment doesn't end there. A similar sensation grips my waist, as if a serpent has slithered its way around me, coiling tightly and constricting my every breath. The grip is suffocating, leaving me gasping for air, as if the very life force within me is being slowly squeezed away.

"You managed to hit me because I allowed it." Suddenly, an oppressive pressure descended upon Danial. It felt like a massive weight pressing down on his entire body. His heart began to clench, and he found it difficult to breathe. Panic set in as his limbs refused to move. His mind was a chaotic whirlpool of fear and confusion.

The tension in Dylan's office was thick, suffocating. It was like a hand that choked them until they were unable to breathe. This is not the first time, but they hope this is the last time they will feel it. Dylan's aura is really no joke, and if this continues, they will surely suffer.

Tangannya turun dari bahu ke dada, menyentuh area sensitifnya Gito—jempolnya bermain di puting Gito dengan gerakan melingkar ringan, membuatnya mendesis pelan. Lalu, ke perut, tekanan yang lebih dalam, dan akhirnya ke paha atas, jari-jarinya menyusuri garis celana, sesekali menyentuh tonjolan yang semakin tegang. "Pak, rileks aja. Tina bikin nyaman," bisiknya, tubuhnya condong sehingga dada lembutnya hampir menyentuh lengan Gito, aroma tubuh mudanya yang segar bercampur keringat ringan.

*** How do you feel, read this part? There are those who are sad and don't imagine being Rangga. Is there a goiter with Gerald?