She wasn't regretful, while she stumbled upon a pebble,
As she could not have a child of her own, a child as delicate as a petal,
A child she could use to shield herself from those demons,
My chest was paining and my heart was twisting uncontrablly in my ribcage. It was getting harder for me to breathe by each passing second.
I felt him grab my back, sliding his arms around...