I coughed violently, as if seawater was still trapped in my windpipe.Beside me, my husband, Adam Hunter, scrambled up at the sound and patted my back to help me catch my breath.We weren't in a freezing underwater cave but a warm cabin.I froze, the words catching in my throat, leaving only ragged gasps.Adam propped himself up and pulled me into his warm embrace. "What's wrong, Vivian? Did you have a nightmare?"I stayed stiff in his arms. My mind went blank, then spiraled into utter chaos.The icy horror of drowning, the agony of running out of air, and the cold cruelty of Adam's final stroke with that knife…Everything felt so crisp and real.Was it really just a ridiculous nightmare?With trembling hands, I reached for my phone on the pillow and checked the screen.5:10 am.In my dream, Adam's childhood friend, Ben Holland, would burst in right about now.With a loud bang, the cabin door slammed open. Ben's voice was high with excitement. "We found it! Adam! The low ti
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