. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . .. . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
With each unanswered question arising in her mind, with each reason her conscience tried to give her, and with each pounding of her heart against her rib cage, her sobs intensified.
Adhira felt like someone was squeezing her throat tightly, making oxygen difficult to reach her throat through the lungs. She clutched her chest with her hands, as she felt it was impossible to breathe.
Adhira wiggled her body and thumped her hands on the floor. She tried to speak or call for help as she
