Chapter 151: Vision

A/N: Trigger warning! I do not condone domestic violence in any form (Physical, emotional, etc.)

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Guy coughed vigorously, as though he were trying to expel an obstinate entity firmly attached in his chest.

*COUGH* *COUGH*

Guy inhaled deeply and shoved out a large gust of air with a feral retch, nearly getting woozy in the process.

*COUGH*

"Here, have some water," a concerned voice called out to him as a warm hand rested on his back, gently patting it in an attempt to soothe his discomfort.

"Thank you, Grace."

Guy controlled his shaking hands to firmly grasp the offered clay cup and brought it to his lips. He took a few sips with measured gulps, letting the lukewarm water massage his throat as it descended his gullet. Yet he could never forget that dreadful pain he felt for a brief moment earlier. It wasn't his first time, after all.