Chapter Seventy-Five
Sahara's POV
My eyes snap open and I cough uncontrollably. I grip my chest and force the air to enter my lungs but it seems like my lungs aren't working anymore because no matter how hard I try to breathe and exhale, my lungs stay locked and won't open for any oxygen – if that even makes sense at all. Tears begin to form in my vision because of the lack of air and as the second passes by, the burning sensation I feel in my lungs seems to have only gotten worse. My lungs felt on fire, and because of it, I didn't even realize the three people around me until I felt something prick my wrist and they put something on the lower half of my face that brings back the oxygen in my lungs. Then, slowly, I felt sleepiness creep in me and my eyelids started to drop until darkness
