دانلود رمان انگلیسی “دختر کوچولو ایکس”

I couldn’t open my eyes it was so intense. Muffled voices conversed around me. Foreign? Or merely distorted by the intense discomfort, I wasn’t sure. The strength of the sun I honestly never thought I’d feel again, heated my exposed skin. I inhaled slowly the earthy humidity, instantly feeling beads of moisture on my forehead and upper lip. Was I being carried on a stretcher? Each jostled movement made me want to scream in agony, ask what the hell was going on, ask for water, for answers…but I couldn’t find my voice. Once my tongue brushed against dry, cracked lips, pieces began to fall into place. How long had I been out there? The last thing I remembered was an almost paralyzing fear when the oxygen gave out, and my fight through the dark abyss before I finally breached the surface with lungs on fire as I prayed the trail of blood from my wounds wouldn’t bring a shiver of sharks to the area.