Chapter 39: The Tables Have Turned
Waves pounded over my head as I dove deeper into the sea. I surfaced and looked around for that purple silk.
“Olivia!” I shouted, my voice hardly making a sound over the waves. Taking a deep breath, I dove back under.
My fingers caught on something stringy and loose. Hair. I opened my eyes under the water and saw Olivia suspended there.
Wrapping my arms around her, I hauled her above the surface.
“Come on, breathe!” I demanded, shaking her as I treaded water.
Her head flopped to the side; eyes closed. She was unconscious.
“Hang on, princess,” I muttered. “I’m here.”
I kicked my legs out, propelling both of us to the shore. My back hit the sand, and I dragged Olivia from the water. I laid her flat on the sand and patted her cheek. She was so pale, her lips discolored. How long had she been under the water?
“Come on,” I urged, patting her cheek harder.