At first, Chloe thought she was seeing things. But as she ran closer, she realized it wasn’t just her imagination—there was someone lying on the ground. Whether they were alive or not, she couldn’t tell.
Heart pounding, Chloe dashed towards the figure. The closer she got, the more her pace slowed. The figure looked all too familiar, and her heart raced even faster. She prayed it wasn’t Connor.
The silhouette was eerily similar to his. She’d rather believe it was a trick of her mind, a hallucination brought on by missing him so much. Meeting him like this... she couldn’t bear the thought. Most people washed up on the beach by the sea were already gone.
As she edged nearer, Chloe's steps faltered. When she was just a few yards away, she stopped dead in her tracks. It was him. She was almost sure of it. The person lying half-submerged in the water was Connor.
Why was he here? Had he fallen into the sea too? Her mind raced with questions, but one stood out above the rest—was he still alive?
Chloe's feet felt like they were glued to the ground. Just for a few seconds, though. Then she sprinted towards him with all her might.
She flipped him over. His face was deathly pale, his body ice-cold. Chloe felt like she was falling into an endless abyss. Instinctively, she put her fingers under his nose. No breath.
It felt like the abyss had swallowed her whole, and then someone had thrown a boulder on top of her. She was paralyzed with fear. Desperately, she slapped Connor's face. “Connor, wake up, please!”
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