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Zara's POV The word lingered in the air like a poisonous fog. Trapped. I felt it settle deep in the hollow of my chest—heavy, suffocating, and immovable. It was a weight I couldn't push away, no matter how much my mind screamed for a different reality.

But every fiber of his being was screaming at him to turn around and leave. With each step, it's becoming heavy. He felt like he was stepping on a quicksand. The suffocating feeling is back. He winced. ‘And I’m just starting.’ ‘Shit.’ **

Sade’s POV I wake up with a heavy weight pressing against me, and fatigue clinging to my bones like a second skin. No matter how much I sleep, I still feel drained. My body is sluggish, my mind hazy, but today isn’t a day I can miss. The twins are starting kindergarten, their first real day of school. It doesn’t matter that I don't have the day off. It doesn’t matter that I feel like I’m running on empty. I need to be there.

The woman slumped against the wall, her head hung low, and one hand struck her chest, feeling suffocated. "So it's not just me... there are many other chubby women in his life," Tera sighed, "Sigh... knowing this now, I'm instantly disappointed and hurt. what if we continue this. I will definitely be shattered into pieces because of it. Since the beginning, I knew he was a dangerous man, I must have been trapped with him..." Tera covered her face with both palms, then rubbed gently. She massaged her throbbing head and the sides of her eyes, which felt hot. She intentionally did all of this to prevent her overflowing emotional tears.

Again, a pack of tormenting sadness and straining misery carried on striking the quagmire of Erito’s mind and feeling. Again, a series of straining pain and tormenting sorrow carried on assaulting the quay of Eriwan’s thought and perception.

This morning felt heavy for Zack. Ever since Connie regained consciousness with amnesia, his life seemed turned upside down. He felt a heavy burden when Connie regarded him as her boyfriend, even though they hadn't reached that stage yet. Every interaction felt awkward and full of pressure, making Zack feel trapped in an unwanted situation.

Trigger warning - disturbing content ahead The dreadful days and night of torture passes by painfully slow like every single second was an hour for me to battle.I don't know how I still managed to continue breathing and not miscarry despite the pain inflected on me by Nikona in these past six months. My bump is way bigger than anyone with normal pregnancy, senses too sensitive and every single thing overwhelms me in a span of a second.Sometimes there's this feeling in my womb that feels like my skin will tear apart.It started happening as soon as I finished my trimester.

Kael's pov I feel like I'm going under a big water and there's no one to save me. My thoughts swirl in a suffocating storm, each worry and fear tangling together like a knot that tightens my breath. The weight of it all presses down on me, making my chest feel heavy, like an invisible load is crushing me slowly. Every time I try to think clearly, the problems seem to multiply, their presence looming larger than life. My mind races with the thought of ‘how to make things right’, but my body feels rooted to the spot, unable to move or escape the crushing weight of helplessness.

The air in the office grew so thick and heavy that I could hardly breathe. It pressed down on me, filling my chest with a strange weight that made each breath shallow and uneven. My knees felt weak, like they didn’t belong to me anymore, and I had to squeeze my thighs together to keep from wobbling. I wanted to take a step back, maybe even turn around and run to the door, but my body refused to move. It was like something invisible kept me locked in place.

My eyelids feel weighted and the more I fight, the drowsier I become. I must be floating, or maybe I'm being carried; I don't care, because whatever this is, it feels incredible.