Trigger Warning: PTSD
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Riddhima took in a sharp breath.
It was shallow.
Difficult.
Not enough.
She tried again.
Still the same.
She gasped, thinking breathing through her mouth will be better.
It wasn't.
She shouldn't have done it. Water trickled into her mouth immediately.
She shut her jaw tight, and lifted her chin. It was instinct to keep herself from drowning. It might have even worked, if she wasn't trapped inside a bloody suitcase.
But her drowning in a closed suitcase wasn't the worst of it.
She felt a sharp pain shoot through her left shoulder. The chlorine liquid now tasted metallic.
Blood.
In the water.
On her hands.
Flowing out of her.
That's right.
She was shot.
Shot. Encased. Drowned.
Almost knocked out too.
By a chandelier no less.
She took in another sharp breath.
Still not enough.
She needs more air.
Just like last time.
No air.
But Vansh was there.
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