Ella's POV

　　The voice was horrible. A raspy and thick sound struggling to get out. With each short and rapid breath, the gurgling sound got worse, like she was drowning from inside.

　　"Yes, I promise,"

　　My consciousness burned in my mind with the relief I felt when her hand let go. The thick and wet substances still trickled over my skin. My throat felt raw, like open wounds, as I drew sharp and short breaths. My heart rate picked up, I knew something ...