(From Blue's Perspective)
"I was going to die back there...," I muttered.
"..."
"You said you will come in time. I... I thought I really would die," I said as tears kept coming down. "... I could not breathe..."
"I want to be alone with my wife. So, leave everyone," Dem said, without looking at them. He had his glance fixed on me.
All of them left without a word. They were glancing at my lap again and again. What was there to see? What were they looking at? My trembling hands? What did they expect? Did they think I was made of stone or something that I would never feel anything just because I maintain an image almost in front of everyone?
"I almost died..."
"..."
"Why? Why aren't you saying anything?" I yelled, grabbing the front of his attire.
He grabbed my nape and brought my face closer. Without a word, he started licking the wound on my left cheek.
[What do you guys think of Blue's confused thoughts? Like she wanted to die a moment ago, but the next moment, she is afraid of death. A lot of people actually suffer from this kind of thought. But well, life is good, people. So, let's try to live as much we can]