The pain wasn't stopping instead it started getting more and more starting from his heart to his blood cells. His usual handsome face was changed into a nearly death one. His forehead was slowly covering in sweat drops as he remained frozen holding his breath. In his state of daze, he vaguely heard a girl's pleading voice begging him to speak, begging him to look at her eyes that he couldn't do.
The pain was gradually stopping him for breathing properly as he rolled on the floor enduring it.
On the contrary, Esme was left in panicked. She never realised that when she started crying nor did she looked back to her heart that was beating rapidly. No matter whatever happened between them, at that moment she just wanted to see him in peace. Perhaps she would forgive him too if he suddenly laughed and told that he was joking around.
