"Ana, wake up!"
I implored but still there was no response.
So this time, I placed a finger right under her nose to check if there was any air coming in or out and to my utter astonishment, I felt nothing!
Please, don't tell that Ana just breath her last.
I put my head above her chest on purpose. I am hoping to hear the sound of her heart beating. But just like what I feared, there was none.
It was when this realization dawned at me that I started shaking Ana like crazy, as though doing so would help me bring her life back.
I shook her more a little harder than the last even though I knew deep inside me that no amount of force I put behind each shove would change anything in the situation.
"No. No. No. Ana? You can't be dead."
I whispered softly. But each time I said my denial out loud, the more my voice broke. It was then that panic over ride me and my eyes hurriedly sought Jared for answer.
"What is happening?"
