A hot, rough knot of anger grew in her own chest at the sight.

The knot grew smaller and hard like a stone.

A knot grew in his throat as he watched her walk away.

If the knot held and grew for approximately a year, their love would stay true.

Reading quickly, she felt a knot of ice grow in her belly and keep growing.

She stared hard at the proud old castle and a knot of anger grew in her stomach.

Kirk felt a knot of anger grow in his stomach.

The knot in his belly grew larger and more icy.

The thin knot of worry in her middle grew larger and colder.

Agnes felt the little knot of tension grow inside her.