Chapter 81
My hands tightened on the vest.
“Because she’s his equal, Catherine continued, relentless. “She speaks French, she knows which fork to use, she can navigate a charity gala without embarrassing him. But you? You’re just the dirty little secret he’s counting down the days until he can discard.”
“Are you done?” I asked quietly.
Catherine blinked, surprised by my calm.
‘I asked if you’re done. Because I have somewhere to be. Someone who actually wants to see me.”
I stepped to the side, ready to finally walk past her-
And felt her foot hook behind my ankle.
Her hands shoved hard against my shoulders.
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For one suspended moment, I felt nothing but shock. Then I was falling backward, the vest slipping from my hands, the world tilting sickeningly.
My back hit the water with brutal force, and suddenly I was under-cold, dark, suffocating. The pool swallowed me whole, and I sank.
Can’t breathe-can’t see which way is up-
My dress billowed around me like a shroud, the heavy fabric dragging me down. I kicked frantically, my arms flailing, but I didn’t know how to swim. Had
never learned.
My head broke the surface for just a second. I gasped, sucking in air and water, choking on both.
“Catherine!” My voice was raw, desperate. “Help me!”
She stood at the pool’s edge, arms crossed, backlit by the mansion lights. Just watching.
“Catherine!” I went under again, water flooding my nose, my mouth. My lungs burned like fire. “I can’t swim!”
When I surfaced again, coughing and sputtering, she was still there. Still watching with that satisfied smile.
“Please!” I begged, my vision blurring. “Please-I’m pregnant-there’s a baby-”
I saw her expression shift. Surprise flickered across her face, then something darker.
“A baby?” Her voice carried across the water, almost amused. “Julian’s little bastard, growing in the housekeeper’s daughter. How tragic.”
“Please My head went under again. Darkness swallowed me.
The baby. Oh God, my baby-
I kicked desperately, broke the surface one more time, my movements growing weaker.
2:04 pm
Chapter 81
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You know what I think?” she said conversationally. “I think Julian will be relieved. No messy divorce. No scandal. Just a tragic accident. The clumsy wife who fell into the pool and couldn’t swim.”
She wants me dead. She’s actually go to let me die.
My arms gave out. I went under again, and this time I couldn’t push back up. The dress wrapped around my legs like chains, pulling me down into the
darkness.
I’m so sorry, baby. I tried so hard.
My chest burned. My vision went dark at the edges. And somewhere in the fading consciousness, I thought I heard something-
A roar. Violent. Terrified. Furious.
Julian?
Then hands-strong, desperate-grabbed me under the arms, hauling me upward with brutal force.
I broke the surface, coughing violently, water streaming everywhere. Arms wrapped around me, crushing me against a solid chest, and I heard a voice- rough, shaking with something that sounded almost like fear.
“I’ve got you. Breathe, Elena. Breathe.”
I couldn’t see clearly. Couldn’t focus. But those arms felt familiar.
“Stay with me,” it commanded, urgent and broken. “Don’t you fucking dare give up.”
I tried to open my eyes, tried to see his face through the water and tears and chlorine burning everything.
It can’t be him. Why would he save me? He hates me.
“Elena!” The voice cracked. “Open your eyes! Look at me!”
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