❞ holding onto her swollen belly ❝ 💬 في اقتباسات الكتب 📖

قراءة المزيد .. ❞ Hala let out a scream, calling someone for help, in the pitch darkness where visibility was close to zero. She kept running, holding onto her swollen belly, blood streaming down her legs, and every time she tried to reach a glimmer of light, she found herself in a never-ending maze.

Suddenly, the throes of childbirth ravaged her body, and she collapsed, leaning upon the ground, propping herself up with her hands, and screaming at the top of her lungs. She heard strange words echoing around her but couldn˝t see anyone. As she lifted her head towards the sky, pallor began to settle into her features, and she felt a prickling sensation in her abdomen. At that moment, the wailing of an infant fell upon her ears. She lay on her back, oblivious to her surroundings, she tried to carry the infant, only to realize with surprise that it was not there. Regaining her composure in an instant, she strained her vision in the hope of finding him, but he remained elusive. All of a sudden, a brilliant light shone before her and through it passed a massive body, held the instant in his arms as he roared with a thunderous voice. Then the place burst into flames with lightning speed . ❝