**GABE’S POV**

I dragged myself with what little strength I had left to the pool’s edge as Olivia flailed desperately, unable to stay afloat, her arms thrashing in agony as if that could keep her from being swallowed by the water.

I dove in, ignoring the unbearable pain shooting through me, and pulled her toward the edge. In no time, Olivia was safe. As for me? I didn’t care much. I’d realized long ago that her life was worth more than anything—especially mine.

Ironically, the ...