Looking at Blake's deathly pale face, my heart ached so badly I could barely breathe. He was the only one in this family who treated me like family.Three years ago, I married into the Warren family with my autistic son, Asher Harper. My mother-in-law had never liked it when I brought Asher along, and everyone in the Warren family treated us like we were invisible.Only Blake, who was just five years old at the time, ran over to Asher on his little legs and shoved his favorite action figure into his hands.He said in his sweet voice, "Asher, let's play together."He was the one who accepted us with the purest kindness, and there was no way I could let anything happen to him.I quickly took off the only life jacket and strapped it tightly onto the half-conscious Blake. "Blake, sweetheart, hold on tight to the boat. I won't let anything happen to you!"He weakly forced out a smile. "Mommy, I- I'm okay. Don't worry."I touched his head, gritted my teeth, and dove into the freezing,
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