<b>Chapter </b><b>100 </b>
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Everything was bleak. It was almost the same like when Rania ate<b>, </b>she couldn’t taste anything, and now she couldn’t feel anything.
There was this huge void inside of her chest.
She felt nothing and then everything at once. The paradox of her existence suffocated her. She didn’t know what to feel, or what to do. There was nothing she wanted more than to stop all of this.
One moment she wanted to sleep, the next moment she felt like she could wake up for a whole week. She didn’t have the energy to get up from her bed, but she was restless because she didn’t do anything.
And every time she touched her stomach, the heaviness that weighed on her chest only got worse.
She lost the baby.
She lost her baby.
She didn’t even know she was pregnant when she lost her child, and there was nothing she could do to prevent <i>that</i>.
She shouldn’t feel so sad, because she didn’t even know it. How could she feel depressed for losing something that she didn’t know?
However, that was what Rania felt right now. She was at lost for what to do. Her chest felt so heavy, as if there was a brick that pressed her down.
How could someone feel this way?
“How are you feeling, mydy? Do you need something? Do you feel hurt somewhere?” Karin asked Rania with the look of concern on her face.
Rania stared at her. She watched her mouth moving, but she couldn’tprehend what she was saying. It felt like she had detached herself from the reality, and she watched everything around her from outside of her body.
This was not the first time she experienced this; to feel she was outside of her body, and her mind wandered.
However, she waspletely disconnected with the reality.
“If you feel hurt somewhere, tell me, okay?” Karin said with the gentleness that could melt a steel, yet Rania felt nothing, even her touch didn’t feel warm. “I will leave for a while.”
Rania watched Karin left the room, and then resumed to stare outside of the window, at the garden, where the magnolia was blooming beautifully.
Someone used to care for her like that before. But, Rania couldn’t remember who it was. Someone with a beautiful smile.
A girl.
<b>A </b>girl, who had lost her family during the war.
The girl that Rania considered a friend.
Someone who showed her kindness for the first time in this ce.
Kean.
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One moment Rania felt nothing, and the next moment she felt all the pain all at once, as if the dam of agony had been broken inside of her.
“Ugh…”
Rania bent her body over, she gasped for air.
She was not injured, the wound on her body had started to heal, but why she felt like she was being stabbed by thousand of knives? Why she felt like she was being beaten up ck and blue?
“Hurts…”
Rania clutched her chest.
Breathe, breathe, get yourself under control…
Rania talked to herself. She gasped for air.
However, it didn’t help with her condition when her mind kept replying the scene when Maximus killed Kean. The blood that sshed on her face. The trail of blood on the floor, and the nauseating smell of it that permeated in the air.
The girl was gone. Kean was dead, and she was killed by her mate.
So did her unborn child.
Maximus could save the baby, but he didn’t do it. He was too mad with her to even think about their child.
He didn’t care about the child. He didn’t even want it.
Another voice echoed in Rania’s head.
Rania clutched her chest, and stumbled from the bed. Her legs buckled and her body engulfed in an agony that raging under the surface of her skin.
The pain in Rania’s chest redoubled, emptied her mind of thought. She opened her mouth to scream, but there was no sound.
Rania couldn’t breathe, her mouth was dry, and her throat was burning up. She needed to make it stop. The pain was unbearable, she couldn’t handle it.
“Help… it’s hurt…”
Her body thrashed on the floor like a fish on thend.
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Rania identally bumped against the table, which made the whole thing on top of it tumbled down. The table itself fell on her body<b>, </b>yet the pain from <b>it </b>was dullpared to what she was going through right now.
The world was dulling, and she was crashing out rapidly, as if the air had been sucked out of her lungs.
A few sses shattered on the floor, and <b>because </b>Rania was still struggling on the floor, the sharp shard bit her skin, drawing blood out of her.
However, the move pain she felt from the cut, the lessened pain she felt inside of her.
The blood.
Probably her blood was the cause of her pain.
Rania didn’t know where she got the idea, but because the more she drew blood, the more she felt light, thus she grabbed one sharp ss and cut her wrists.
More blood oozed out from her wound, which made the fire inside of her ceased, and she weed the coldness. It felt morefortable this way…
With that thought, Rania cut her other wrist, drawing more blood.
She was sitting in the pool of her own blood now, but she couldn’t care less, because she was no longer in pain.
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Rania thought to herself, thus she made an incision on her leg this time. The red liquid flew freely out of her body, and finally she could breath, and the heaviness disappeared. She felt very light, as if she could fly…
This was better…
It was an instant cold and a silent relief when Rania leaned her body against the toppled table, and she didn’t struggle when the silence closed over her head.
She felt better now…
She wanted to sleep.