I felt my swollen cheeks hit the hard rock as my body plunged into the sea. Icy cold water flowed into my nose and mouth, and I struggled instinctively. My limbs flailed as I tried to move to the surface. I could swim, so I could save myself, couldn't I?
However, the waves were so violent, and it overwhelmed me easily, despite how much strength I had.
It became harder to breathe. It felt like the air in my lungs was about to finish at any moment, and I couldn't draw enough air without getting more water in my nose and mouth.
The pain from my wounds and suffocation ate away at me, causing my body to spasm.
Was I going to die...?
Just as I was about to fade out from consciousness, I heard a familiar voice shout, "Andrea!"
Was that... Enzo?
Was I hallucinating?
I tried to keep my eyes open, but all I could see were blurs around me. For a moment, it felt like someone had wrapped their arms around my waist and...
It was warm, despite the raging ice-cold sea water I was submerged in, and I