I thrashed in the water, struggling to keep my head above the surface. What was I doing? I knew how to swim. Then why was I subconsciously attempting to drown myself? Probably because Desmond was going to kill me anyway after reading my texts with Elaine. As I was deciding whether to live or die, I felt a powerful set of arms pushing me out of the water and dragging me to the shore. My heart knew who it was, and I could recognize that body from a mile away, but I was too afraid to meet his ...