“Breathe, Skylar. I’ve got you.” “I don’t know what happened.” Her teeth were chattering, no doubt from fear, as well as the water temperature. “My leg cramped and I tried to . . . push through it but I got so tired trying to compensate . . .” “Okay. I figured it was something like that. Deep breaths. You’re going to be fine.” “I didn’t think anyone would see me,” she whispered, breath hitching. “Really, Rocket?” Robbie labored through a few inhales, exhales. A few violent clenches of his heart. “Don’t you know I never stop looking at you?”
