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Chapter 13: Breathe, Hazel

Author: Stella Friday
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-07 08:51:43

Jaxon's POV

"Your girl is drowning in the pool, man." Johnson came barging into my room, his voice sounding so urgent.

I almost asked who the hell he was talking about before I recalled that Hazel and I were playing a fake date. I sprang up on my feet immediately and followed him back out to the poolside.

By the time I got there, I pushed through the crowd fast enough to see Hazel sinking into the pool. What the hell? What was she doing in the deep end of the pool when she knew she couldn't swim? Was this really to get my attention?

She had been the one who told me she didn't want to swim with me a few minutes ago and even snapped at me several times, so what did she want exactly?

No. That wasn’t Hazel, the thought died the second it came.

I didn’t waste another second. The crowd was useless, just standing there with their damn phones out like they were filming a movie. I tore off my shirt, pushed through the gap, and dove straight into the pool.

The cold water slapped me hard, but I
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