My brows furrowed in confusion. “What do you mean?” “I’m the one supposed to drown, not her,” she explained. “I’m going to die in water, Hugh.” “Liz.” My entire body tensed. “Why would you say that?” “Because of my dream.” “What dream?” “The one where I’m trying to swim to the surface and someone is pushing my head under.” “Holy shit, Liz.” I couldn’t hide my horror. “How long have you been having that dream?” “Since as far back as I can remember,” she whispered. “The person holding me under screams at me to stop fighting, to just give up and breathe.” A full-body shudder racked through her.
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