She Is My Hayaat
I walked down the white hallways filled with the smell of bleach and chlorine. The lights above were too bright, too luminescent. I can't think. I can't look straight. I can't breathe. Everything was blurry. I touched my cheeks and felt tears cascade down to my chin. My steps faltered. My heart wouldn't stop beating out of my chest.
"I'm sorry Nouran." She had looked at me sadly, eyes filled with emptiness.
No, no, no. What am I going to do? What am I going to tell him? Him. Izhar. I can't breathe.... Allah.
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