Dimitra
The familiar lump rose from my chest and stuck right in my throat, restricting the air to enter and leave my body, urging the numbness that I was familiar with to engulf me. All I wanted to do was cry my lungs out, but to my utter disappointment, there were no tears left to cry.
I got into the elevator and punched the numbers to the ground floor. It stopped on the way, people came in and out, chatting with me. But I couldn't even hear one single word they were saying. All I could feel was the sharp pain that stabbed right through my heart. God it hurts. A lot. I knew what this meant. It meant emotional breakdown. It meant me being hospitalized for the heart attack.
I stared at the numbers on the the screen, showing me that I had only 9 floors until I got out of this building. Lu
