(The narration presented in this chapter focuses on Venus’s rebirth. She died in the year 1982, and took rebirth in 2018)
“Stuck in a past that doesn’t exist, I strode towards my future,”
-Neha M.
Suddenly, a strong jab over his bulky arms loosened his grasp over my neck. It was Dimitri who had helped me in getting away from Adonis. He had arrived just in time, otherwise I wouldn’t have been alive. Just when he let go of my throat, my diaphragm contrasted and moved downward. This increased the space in my chest cavity, and my lungs expand into it. While struggling to grasp as much air as I could, I fell on my knees.
Witnessing my predicament, Dimitri approached Adonis in a fiery temper. Unbothered, Adonis stood aloof to the situation.
