ELARA'S POV.
My breath hitched sharply, and my chest felt unbearably tight. I heard it again, loud and clear. The room suddenly felt empty and cold, time slowed around me and my heart hammered wildly against my chest.
I felt a sudden, sharp itch on my neck, forcing me to press my hands on it and turn around with a frightened expression.
"Hey, hey," Alvin grabbed both of my shoulders quickly, leaning his face closer with concern. "Elara. Elara, are you okay?"
"Talk to me," he snapped his finger sharply above the bridge of my nose and shook me hard to get a reaction.
Blinking my eyes with a speechless, dazed look, I coughed and wrapped my hands around my stomach. "I'm sorry, I need to sit down." I snapped out of my trance slowly and gulped heavily.
"Are you okay? You are seriously freaking me out right now. C'mon, talk to me,"
