Just Breathe By Jonny Diaz Novels & Stories

‘Take a deep breath. I blinked. Right. Breathing. That seemed important. I inhaled. Halfway through the breath I wanted to scream again. “Dude…” I answered through the link. “I’m trying to breathe, but this shit is seriously pissing me off.” Jason immediately joined the conversation. “Baby…” His voice was softer. “Breathe.” “I’m breathing.” “Barely.” “I know.” He smiled slightly. Then his tone became lighter. “Look at it this way.”

Morgan used what little strength he had left to yell, "Believe it or not, you're the only person I have ever loved in this life! After I'm gone, all my assets will be left to you." My hand rested on the doorknob, and without looking back, I responded, "No thanks. I don't want anything that belongs to you. Keep it, or donate it. I don't care." I opened the door to a brightly lit corridor. When I walked out of the hospital building, the spring sunlight poured down on me, wrapping me in its gentle warmth. I took a deep breath, catching the faint, crisp scent of blooming flowers and fresh grass in the air.

“Breathe.” “Breathe?” I choked out, my voice breaking on the word. “I just baptized a billionaire with coffee, Mia. How the hell am I supposed to breathe?” Her lips pressed together, torn between sympathy and laughter she was too smart to let out. “Okay, fair point. But honestly, I can’t believe you talked back to him. Damian Cruz. Do you even know who that is?” I threw my hands up, heat rushing into my face all over again. “Some guy with too much money and zero patience?”