Pain.

Leila's POV.

My head felt like I was carrying a heavy weight, as if my skull were caving in on itself.

I groaned and shifted the weight in my arms again but it wouldn't budge.

It was like there were rocks weighing down my chest, preventing me from moving, from breathing properly in the world around me.

My eyes fluttered open and I found myself lying face down in the ground, my whole body ached.

My arms burned and my hands trembled like they'd never been shaken before.

I could feel sharp pains at my ribs, poking through the skin like tiny spears being driven into them, making it hard for me to breathe.

But that wasn't what was hurting me the most.

My heart thudded against my rib cage like it wanted to burst out of my chest. It was so loud that it was hard to think.

My hands rushed to my tummy out of impulse, searching desperately to find some kind of comfort from feeling my baby.

I sighed in relief when I realized it's still alive, I winced in pain as I tried adjusting myself.

It hurt