Sudden Dent In Forehead 소설 & 이야기

Hazel pulled over before unfastening her seat belt and leaned over, repeatedly apologizing, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have been distracted." "Oh... There's a very big red mark on your forehead. It might start to swell up soon." Hazel forced my hand away from the wound. I could already tell that there was a red and swollen bump on my forehead without looking at it. I touched the wound and realized it was swollen. I felt excruciating pain as I touched it.

I was about to turn the doorknob when suddenly the door opened and hits my forehead, slightly taken back by the sudden opening of the door, I put my hands to my forehead slightly feeling dizzy. "Hey! I'm sorry, shit! Roana?" Corro said, his eyes widened shocked from what happened, he hurriedly run near me and held my waist to support me as he checks my forehead. "Are you okay?" He asked as he was still checking my forehead. So, this is the way huh? Thank you, God, for letting me hit my forehead and this opportunity. I felt a sudden urge to smile regardless of what happened. His brows furrowed when he noticed me smiling.

As I struck the window with my fists, my knuckles bruised and battered, the car suddenly jolted to a halt. The impact threw me forward, and my head hit the dashboard with a sickening thud. Pain radiates through my skull, a sharp, white-hot agony that drowned out everything else. Blood trickled from a gash on my forehead, staining my vision with crimson. The world around me spun, my vision hazy as I struggled to make sense of what had just happened. The car was still, the engine's hum replaced by an eerie silence. My breath came in ragged gasps, a mix of pain, fear, and confusion churning within me.

He was so focused on reading that he barely noticed the people around him. And then— Bump! He collided with someone hard. His forehead hit the person’s chin, and pain instantly shot through his head. “Ouch,” Arden muttered under his breath, rubbing the spot with a small wince. He looked up, ready to apologize, but the words froze on his lips. Standing before him, with that same smug, familiar face, was someone he hadn’t wanted to see ever again. “Shocked to see me?” Derek said with a crooked smile.

He did everything to avoid it but it still caught him on the left side of his forehead, giving him a deep wound, swollen and bleeding. As soon as he landed on the ground, he spatted blood and smelled it through his nose. When he wiped his mouth because he had taste the disgusting dust on it, he felt something wet dripping down on his lips. His nose was also bleeding. Brought by the impact and the pain on his head, his vision slightly blurred and doubled at the same time. The world before his eyes started to spun. But just as he was about to pass out, he was awakened by the strong flashes of purple and white glowing light.

Steady. The scent of dark spices and something distinctly him wrapped around me, making my already chaotic heartbeat even more erratic. I barely had time to process the shock of not being sprawled out on the floor when I felt a jolt of pain course through my forehead as King Dane’s finger connected sharply with it. I gasped, eyes flying open in shock. “Ouch!” I yelled in pain. My hands shot up to clutch my forehead, and I looked up at him wide-eyed, my mouth parting in disbelief.

She scurried over and knelt beside the body to check on Jade’s situation. The only thing she saw was Jade’s eyes closed tight and her face pale. There was a palm print on her face and her right forehead was red and swollen. It seemed as though she got hit by something.

The force pushed my head forward violently, leaving just a tiny gap between my forehead and the dashboard. "Are you okay?" Renn asked quickly, his voice panicked. He looked at my direction. His voice filled with concern. He was scratching his head, wincing in pain. His forehead had collided with the dashboard during the sudden stop. I scooted closer to check if he had a deep cut. "I'm fine, but let me see your head." "I'm fine, it'll heal soon by the way," he growled, pulling his hand away to show a small red mark.

It’s meant to be a loving gesture, but he’s expression is far from tender, he looks really worried. “Oh, right,” I mumble. “It was lucky your husband found you on time. These types of trauma to the head are no joke. Can you tell me the last thing you remember?” The doctor asks. “I was stepping out of the shower. There was too much steam, I tried to open a window... and then everything went dark.” I reply. “Yes, you must likely suffer a drop in blood pressure which caused you to faint. You will be fine in a couple of days, the bruise in your forehead will disappear and so will the headache. I’m more concerned about what caused this incident,” the doctor says.

Silently, whispering calm words. “I can’t wait to meet you in a few months, baby. I love you and I’m fighting hard for us.” I placed my phone on the pillow next to me and shut my eyes. The exhaustion finally kicked in, and my body felt like it was going through hell. I haven’t been to my doctor after being choked out. The bruise should be clearing out in a week or two. Perhaps even less time than that if my body chooses to self-heal. Sleep was rough. I felt like I was awake even when I knew I wasn’t. I kept tossing and turning, and I eventually came to with a massive ache in my forehead.