CHAPTER 047
Yanarym was dumbfounded, she was not sure what was going on with her but her mind suddenly was rattled. She couldn't think straight, all her attention was regulating the pain of her chest—no, it was not the chest, it was as if something in the pit of her stomach was clutching that was so uncomfortable, and the airways of her lungs were being blocked, it was hard to breathe normally. She struggled to swallow the pang in her heart.
Matteo caressed her shoulder, he was calming her down, she was comforted by his touch. But the catastrophe she was undergoing was not subsiding. She never had this inter conflict with herself, it was more confusing because it might not be her who was revolting within her.
This was the first time she felt the body she was inhibiting was not hers. Someone was fighting with her to resurface, however, it did not feel like someone else. It felt like it was her, but the other her…
