From one moment to the next, I am aware that there is a beeping that overwhelms me and I notice that my breathing is agitated. So much so that my chest rises and falls violently as the air burns my lungs.
My throat stings and I feel that my face is hot, from the anger that overflows my pores.
His hands held me tight while his head tilted downward, making his hair look tousled, without structure. As the.
The darkness of the room prevents me from seeing him, only a slit of Solange at night seeps through the crack in her closed window and lights up her face. However, soon my vision adjusts to the darkness around us and I can see him.
His words ring in my ears, like an illusion. However, feeling his gloomy and devastating aura surround me, makes a shiver run through my body, bringing me ba
