Max | Before
I'm drowning. Water is filling my mouth as someone pushes me further under the surface of the cold and murky waters of the sea outside Rosewood. Panic fills me just as quickly as water as I struggle against them, trying to scream.
The hands fall away and I list my head above the water again, gasping for breath. In and out. In and out. In and out. But then they're back. They're back and this time they aren't leaving. It was a trick. A cruel, cruel trick. Letting me think of live just to kill me.
Before I can scream, I jolt into consciousness.
"I'm fine," I whisper to myself, hugging my knees to my chest. "I'm fine. I'm fine."
"Max? You okay, mijo?" It's Dad, in a dark T-shirt and shorts at my door.
"I'm fine," I repeat for the dozenth time. "I'm fine, okay?"
"What was the dream about?"
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