Why Is My Heart Beating In My Stomach นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Her heart sinks into her stomach. "Wh...what are you doing?" She stutters nervously, her heart beating rapidly against her chest. Slamming his hand above her head, and trapping her in between his arms, he stares at her like he'll devour her anytime soon. She gulps down nothing nervously...

But it couldn't cut me off from the truth of my own flesh. Deep inside, beneath the fear and the exhaustion, there was a pulse. It was tiny. It was rhythmic. It was a second heartbeat, fast and brave, echoing the rhythm of my own. Thud-thud. Thud-thud. I froze, my breath catching in my throat. My fingers splayed over my stomach, pressing firmly against the soft skin of my belly. The nausea, the sudden scent-sensitivity, the way my breasts had felt tender and heavy for the last few days—it wasn't the stress of the run. It wasn't the Sovereign’s light.

Few hours back I was elated thinking about the contest and other things, but soon my heart beat started to race. A skipped beat, rapid fluttering in the chest, accompanied with a flip-flop sensation in the chest. My heart beat was faster and irregular. I wanted him to give me courage. Things came round very quickly, there had been no warning symptoms such as chest pain, palpitations or breathlessness. “Ugh!” I gasped in palpitation. The areas behind my ears were warm thinking about the city contest.

CATALINA JULY 25 I tapped endlessly on my leg, my head lowered and my eyes staring at the floor. I was waiting to hear my name. There was no queue today at the hospital, so why was the doctor taking too long? Unconsciously, I put a finger in-between my teeth and bit down until it was going to bleed. I could feel my heart’s irregular incessant beats hitting my rib cage like it wanted to break out. My gut twisted a knot each second and suddenly I was having a stomachache.

Third fucking time. My heart is trying to punch a hole through my sternum. I press both hands to my chest, gasping, but the pain isn't just in my ribs. It’s lower. A sharp, stabbing cramp in my abdomen that feels like a ghost trying to claw its way back to life. I doubled over, squeezing my stomach. The phantom pain.

A tightening at the tip of my stomach. I frowned slightly, shifting on the bed, trying to adjust myself as I pressed my palm lightly against my stomach. “Maybe it’s nothing…” I murmured under my breath. But then... It came again. Stronger this time. A sharp pull that made my breath hitch slightly. I sucked in a slow breath, my fingers curling into the sheets beneath me as I waited. I waited for it to pass, and it did. But suddenly, it occurred to me what was happening.

It felt wrong to cut off the stream of ideas when they were pouring out so smoothly. Then, out of nowhere, a stabbing pain shot through my stomach. I lurched in my chair, clutching my lower abdomen as if something inside was being wrung tight. My breath grew ragged. Cold sweat trickled down my temple. It was so sudden, so sharp. Struggling to stand, I tried to make my way to the kitchen for water. Maybe it was just my gastritis flaring up, maybe just hunger rebelling because I had skipped dinner. But when I opened the cupboard, all I found was an empty glass and a dry water bottle.

I placed my hand on my stomach and let it linger. I sat up slowly as my heart started to beat faster. “What was that…” I murmured under my breath as I held my stomach tighter. I tried staying still for a moment before it happened again. This time, it was a small shift, but not the same. My breath caught in my throat. I stayed very still, pressing my hand lightly now against my stomach as I waited, and when it came again, I felt two separate movements clearly this time. My mind went completely blank for a second.

It's true what they say, with love comes a lot of pain in different kinds of ways. It's certain that I didn't know how to deal with new emotions. The ache in my chest is caused by the tightness in my heart. The burning sensation spread across my chest and heated my stomach and for some reason, I thought the stir in my stomach felt like boiling acid. The unusual reaction of my inside left a lump in my throat and made my windpipe beg for full liberty to air.

"Do you often feel chest tightness?" "Yes," Jaden nodded. "Could you have taken the medicine?" "No, it just happens occasionally, so I didn't pay attention." Lorraine nodded, "Hmm, although your pulse is strong and steady, I can still sense a slight disturbance in your heart pulse, which suggests it might be due to emotional or high-stress situations. However, this kind of condition is more likely to be caused by a heavy heart. Is there something that has been bothering you and hasn't been resolved?"