Novel & Cerita Final Breath

“It’s so hot, and this is an outdoor party. She’s suffering from heatstroke, yet she lies on the ground and continues to pretend. A cold drink will fix her right up!” Suddenly, I felt like I was about to die. My heart pounded violently, and my shoulders started shaking. I gasped for air, but nothing reached my lungs. My throat let out harsh, ragged breaths. The guests saw that something was wrong with me and stepped back in fear. “She… she’s not actually dying, is she?” Ethan’s eyes widened. His whole body trembled as he froze in place.

Nevertheless, others heard what she said. Soon, everyone started whispering. The TV presenter who was interviewing Elle turned to her co-worker "Did I hear right? She said Ethan Cephas is a ghost. Does she mean ghost in a dark world or another way of calling him invincible?" "Of course, I heard what she said. Everyone did, but then, it might be her way of calling him invincible since this is the first time he's making his presence known" Her co-worker whispered back.

, I whispered to her, my head still pressed against hers. Her eyes opened for a second as her beautiful blue eyes stared into him. She no longer looked in pain. She looked in peace like she was ready to leave this world, and nothing was going to keep her here. her hand came up, grabbing mine as she forced one more small smile on her face as if telling me to let her go, she would be okay. I lifted my head a little to look at her better, trying to hold myself together and be strong for her, but on the inside, I was breaking. "I love you, Brax", she whispered with her last breath, her hand letting go of mine and hitting the ground.

She looked up, confusion giving way to disbelief. "Then how is this possible?" Leonard held her gaze for a long moment before answering. "They're breathing." A heavy silence settled between them. "They're getting oxygen." Another pause. He lowered his voice. "Their bodies just... aren't using it."

Nevaeh puts her shoulder under my arm, trying not to hurt me further and begins to usher me to the exit. We stumble through an empty hallway. It’s an arduous task because I can barely hold myself up. My strength is gone. At some point, Nevaeh is dragging and carrying me. The sound of a door opening and the heated feel of daylight against my skin is the last thing I hear or feel before I breathe my last breath and die.

“Then let's just do it now. Like I said, if you don't mess around, there won't be any pain for you.” Actually, Aini didn't want to believe it, but under these circumstances she couldn't do anything anymore. Let's start now. I will do it quickly, so don't talk too much.” Aini swallowed her saliva, ready to accept fate. In his heart he was already praying, apologizing and thanking Lia. At least, if he was going to die in this place, he could still meet his mother there.

she told him pulling him close to her. She made him rest his head against her chest. She placed her right hand on his warm forehead and her left on his chest. "Breathe... I know it hurts and you don't wanna burst but I swear you'll feel better when you breathe. Please breathe Damien," she soothed stroking his hair back. Damien let out a deep sigh. More tears suddenly flooded his face. "Thats it... breathe." He took another deep breath. And another. Till he found himself full on crying. Struggling to breathe in the process but he didn't utter a word. Ashleigh was suspecting he had gone mute again. What she couldn't put her finger on was what happened.

She was lying back on pillows, feeling as weak as a kitten. Her feet seemed to be raised on several pillows at the foot of the bed. There was a doctor and a nurse who was neatening the bedding. There was no one else there. The doctor nodded at the nurse and she left the room. Then he came forward, his expression neutral. For a brief moment, he looked at Cheryl, then spoke, his English strongly accented. “Miss Richards, we have been able to stop the bleeding. However, it may resume. What I have to ask you isn’t very… pleasant.”

A soft sound escapes me—half-groan, half-plea—and then the world tilts. The steam, the water, his touch, they all blur together. My knees buckle, body collapsing into the heat. And then everything goes blank.

In the end, no matter what they did for him, he still didn’t make it. “In his final moments, Yaron kept calling your name, apologizing over and over. “In the end… it just wasn’t meant to be.” As I listened to Mrs. Hayes, I found myself at a loss for words. Even in this second life, this was the ending Yaron chose for himself. … By the time I returned from my performance, golden leaves blanketed the ground. Adrian greeted me with a mysterious smile. “I have a surprise for you.” Curious, I got into his car, anticipation bubbling in my chest.