I was breathing ...
No. She knew not ... all the way her pulse wobbled like a pendulum. The blood didn't slow her fleeting escape through her veins, and her heart rate was a more than inaudible sway.
Superfluous, almost extinct and she was aware of it all the way. Minutes only, which seemed like an exhausting eternity to her.
Terrible.
Still under the silence of the white walls of that makeshift clinic - because it was, although no one, absolutely no one with a forefinger would have assumed that the place was a health center - he made a ductile effort to listen to the rhythm of the expected breath.
Was she breathing?
The rhythm of the device allowed itself a cut hum and the forced heartbeat resembled a "beep" little continued in that machine.
Her hands took him gently. They were a l
