POV: Lanadel
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I coughed. And I coughed again.
My mouth was filled with a thick liquid I couldn't identify. I opened my eyes and squinted as they adjusted to the blackness.
I was on my side on the ground, and everything ached as I struggled to get up.
Spitting out more of the liquid, I looked around dazedly.
I couldn't see much, but as I breathed in a strong distinctive smell struck me off-guard.
Blood.
I immediately crouched down to the ground and dipped my fingers in the heavy liquid.
They came back red.
I opened my mouth to scream, but nothing came out.
I looked down to see that the pristine white dress I was wearing was absolutely soaked. My eyes went wide as I coughed and spit out the blood in my mouth.
It was rising.
The dark redness crawled up my ankles and made its way to my thighs.
Finally, the scream escaped. I yelled and cried for help, as if the blackness would answer.
The blood swallowed my stomach and crept up to my shoulders. I screamed louder and struggled to stay on the surface.
It was getting more and more unbearable, the scent and the feeling of blood on my skin.
This is what she must have felt like.
I couldn't help but think.
Is this karma? I don't fucking deserve this.
But I knew I did.
I gasped for air and tilted my head back as the blood covered my throat.
If this is hell I will be SO pissed.
Everything went black.
Hello loves! Thank you for reading the first chapter :) this is a very short one because it is just setting the tone for the rest of the story, I will be updating multiple times in one week if the chapter seems too short, so don't worry!! <33
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