The rushed rhythm of her heart pounded in her ears as her breath was quivering, struggling to move air through her lungs. She squeezed her eyes shut as warm tears ran down her face and disappeared into the pillow. Clara sharply inhaled through her nose as she dug her fingers into the sheets.
Deep breaths. In through the nose. Out from her mouth. In. Out. In. Out. Her stomach twisted and her throat tightened. Clara jolted upright, wiping the tears from her face and through her hair.
In. Out. In. Out.
Music. She needed music. She reached for her phone with trembling hands, nearly dropping the device to the floor after picking it up from the night stand along with her headphone. She finally managed to plug in her headphones after several attempts. The room was still fairly dark and it was difficult to see through her tears. She held the phone with both hands using her thumb to pull up the playlist she had painstakingly crafted for occasions such as this.
Clara closed do