Was Will planning on running? What would happen to me if he weren’t here? Or if he were sent home? Would he fight for me? I’d left him once. I’d let him be arrested and sent to prison, and in his head, I hadn’t cared at all. Maybe I deserved the same. I walked to the pool’s edge, descended the steps into the water, and jumped in, sinking my entire body below the surface. The water held me, warm and weightless, and I drifted back up to the surface, floating on my back. The saltwater stung the cut on my lip, but the pain filled me with anger and memory, and I knew this was coming. I always knew.
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