I stared at the ocean, my eyes locked on Ryan's figure as I prayed—prayed that he'd find Gabby.

Claire suddenly ran up to me, collapsing into my arms.

She clutched her stomach, her face pale as she whimpered, "Vince—I feel awful—my stomach hurts so much—"

But I couldn't focus on her right now.

At this moment, my mind was consumed with only one thought—Gabby's safety!

How was she?

She couldn't swim. She ...