Lucas felt a sudden pain in his chest and a metallic odour rose in his mouth. He vomited blood, once again!
He leaned against the seat resignedly, feeling an excruciating pain in his chest, lungs, and bronchi. It felt just like poison was being poured down his throat.
"Lucas…" she muttered feebly.
Lucas swallowed the blood and hugged Elena tightly. "I'm here, Elena, I'm here!"
His voice was extremely soft and hoarse, making him sound like nails on a chalkboard. He no longer sounded as refined and alluring as he used to.
"Lucas…" she murmured while being stuck in a daze. Elena seemed to have sensed that she was surrounded by a familiar scent which was refreshing and clear. It seemed like the fragrance had infiltrated her heart!
Just like Lucas!
"Elena, it's me! It has always been me!" Lucas exclaimed, holding her tightly in his arms. He could sense that she was petrified, for her body was trembling uncontrollably.
Actually, he was much more afraid than she was.
