Chapter 12. Don't Kill Me

She pleaded with him with her eyes to let her go. Her whole body was now trembling with a lack of oxygen. Her legs couldn't bear her weight anymore and she would have fallen if it wasn't for the tight grip on her throat.

The grasp of his fingers further tightened around her neck and she tilted her head upwards, anticipating specks of air to enrich her throat. But she felt as if the walls of her throat had enclosed and now sticked with each other. The round opening almost becoming non-existent. She then made an attempt to raise her chest to help her breathe. But the opening of letting in the air was closed so it did not avail her at all.

Now it became clear to her that sooner or later, she will die. Die by his hands. And die tonight. Given how tightly he had constricted her tiny throat. She felt herself being slightly lifted from the ground. Her legs kicked vigorously in the air. She couldn't believe that he was doing it all using his single arm. And that too effortlessl