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18. The watershed

Author: Meminger
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-02-14 20:04:24

Reese POV

When Jennifer pushed me into the lake, the shock of the cold was like a punch to the stomach. The icy water enveloped me, and my first instinct was to fight to survive, not just for myself, but for the baby I was carrying. However, in my struggle to stay afloat, I ended up pulling Jennifer into the water with me. She screamed in surprise, and we both flailed in the cold water, nearly drowning.

The feeling of panic was overwhelming, and each movement seemed harder than the last, my soaked clothes weighing me down like lead. I heard shouts, but my vision was blurred by water and fear. Then I saw Elliot, running towards the lake, his face marked with concern.

"Jennifer!" he shouted, diving into the water to save her first.

I felt a pang in my heart seeing him pass by me, completely ignoring me while he pulled Jennifer to safety. He seemed so worried about her, so dedicated to saving her, that I felt invisible. When I was finally pulled out of the lake, it was by hands that didn
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