"Ugh!" he groaned, doubling slightly from the sudden ache. Even so, he resisted the urge to cling to Addison for support, afraid that if he held her too tightly, he might hurt her when she was already suffering so much.
But because he, too, was wracked with pain, Zion couldn't even open his mouth to comfort Addison through hers. His hand trembled as he rested it on her back, while the other clenched tightly at his side, nails digging deep into his palm.
Neither of them spoke; a shared pain coursed through their bodies, raw and unrelenting.
For Addison, the pain gathered in her chest, lingering longer and growing sharper with every passing second, as if her heart itself was being torn apart. Zion, on the other hand, felt a sudden, violent surge of pain that abruptly vanished, leaving him gasping for breath like a fish out of water.
When his senses finally returned, he realized his back and face were drenched in sweat, droplets falling to the ground beneath him.
