Meadow’s POV:

The water was quiet enough for me to hear my own thoughts. Unfortunately.

I pushed off the wall and let the pool swallow me, the weight of the water pressing against my body from all sides. I used to be scared of pools once, scared to the point where I avoided bathtubs like the plague.

My sister pushed me into our pool when we were eight years old. I couldn’t swim. All Juniper did was watch me flail while she stood over me, giggling. I would’ve drowned had the ...