Seven Minutes in Hell
"Angelina, I’m still checking the engine! Stop calling me, you’re stressing me out. If the engine blows, we're stuck here."
"Luca... I fell in," I sobbed, my voice shaking with cold. "Please, help me... I can't get up..."
Luca just scoffed. "God, stop being so dramatic. The water at the dock isn't even deep. Just climb out yourself. You Boston girls are so high-maintenance."
My hand slipped. I went under again, the salt water burning my throat. I thrashed blindly until my fingers brushed against a floating wooden plank.
The call was still active. I could hear Fiona’s giggles and Luca’s heavy breathing in the background. They heard me drowning, and they didn't care.
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