|Eshan|
Helplessness is like the grip of a slithering snake. It coils around you, snatching your abilities to take any action.
Holding Innaya in my arms, I did not know how much time had passed. She had cried herself to the point of having zero energy to move. She just slumped against my chest. Her expressions kept changing from time to time and they kept worsening. It looked as if she was recalling some unpleasant memory. If only I could see what was going on in that tiny brain of hers.
Picking her fragile body in my arms, I brought her inside and placed her on the bed. With her careless probing that wound had gotten big. She had to be in a lot of pain, but I had a feeling that whatever was bothering her pained her more.
Innaya closed her eyes once her back touched the headrest. She did not say anything or moved a bit. I regretted saying those words to her. When did I become so heartless to hurt her with my words?
