Chapter Thirty-ThreeSebastian’s POVMy chest caved in the second Darcia lunged.One breath I was half-listening to some tax attorney drone on about offshore loopholes by the patio heaters, keeping an eye on the pool deck. The next, Darcia stepped right into Addison's face, threw both hands forward, and shoved her straight off the ledge.Maybe the crowd near the bar was too drunk to catch the push.I wasn't.I saw the whole fucking thing.The sickening smack of Addison hitting the water echoed across the terrace, followed by a violent eruption of spray."Help!" Darcia’s shriek ripped through the courtyard, shrill, fake, and theatrical as hell. She dropped to her knees at the edge of the pavers, clutching her face, sobbing into her hands like a manic actress on a daytime soap. "Somebody help her! Addison tripped! She slipped on the wet flags and fell in! God, she’s at the bottom!"People started gasping. Wine glasses clinked down in a hurry, heels clattered on the terrace, and everyone
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