Anna's chest slowly rose and fell. She was breathing sparsely, and all eyes were glued to her. A few minutes ago, she was no longer breathing. If it weren't for Serafin's quick reflexes, she wouldn't have survived for another minute.
The room was completely silent. Isagani and Serafin stood beside Anna on both sides, one monitoring her breathing, the other checking her pulse from her neck. Elias paced incessantly, the big man was too nervous and too anxious to do anything but pace. While Francesca was being herself, stood beside the door, crossed arms and occasionally glancing at Anna just to see if she was still breathing.
"I-Is.. ssshe going to be alright?" The big man's voice was trembling. 'Y-you know… I-I… ttold you t-t-this is a b-bad i-i-idea." He pointed out.
"Relax, Elias." Francesca sighed. "She did this to herself, so please calm down! You're stammering again." She said.
