“It’s way too cold, Ash. You can swim tomorrow before we head back.” Vance’s refusal came out more like a firm instruction than a suggestion. Normally Ashley would just nod and let it go, but this time her eyes flashed with defiance, like she was itching to argue.

Vance stared at her helplessly, a sharp contrast to the grip he had on her wrist, stopping her from diving straight into the sea.

By the time Ashley woke up again, the sun was already dipping low. “Ugh, I shouldn’t ...