Chapter 141

He couldn’t scream, his lungs wouldn’t expand and his breath kept coming in short gasps. His chest felt too tight and his throat was closing up as he tried to shout but couldn’t. He couldn’t stop himself from wheezing and thrashing his arms, trying desperately to breathe, but the effort was futile.

He was sure that no one would hear him , no one would ever get to know that he was dying, that there was a hole in his chest filling with blood and pain and such unbearable agony and there was so much of it that he couldn’t breathe.

“Murat… Murat, wake up, please wake up!”

He jerked up so quickly from that nightmare that he doubled over, heaving in deep, harsh, gasping breaths, so overcome, so relieved to be able to get oxygen into his lungs that he couldn’t speak, couldn’t do anything but try to inhale as much as possible. His whole body was shaking, and his skin was clammy, going from hot to cold too quickly.

Just then a soft-touch landed on his back.

“Mura